I'll be the end and the beginning I'll be the soul without fear I'll be the tower of strength I'll be the last breath of fate I'll be the grain of sand I'll be the seeds of your soul
Impaled heads and tortured souls Under the sign of the black ark Sacrifice the bastard's sons Under the sign of the black ark
Under the sign of the black ark Wherever the fuck you come from Under the sign of the black ark
We're not who you think we are Under the sign of the black void Whatever you are, we are against it Between the sun and the dust
The spirits I call, they come to life now Feels like the march of doom Taking me down where our lives end Like born dead inside the womb
You're not who you think you are Between the sun and the dust Feels like the march of doom More from Cavalera Conspiracy