I come in the breath of the dead

Bathing in my papa blood

Bare-boned and covered in red

Waitin' on that evening flood

And I came on a ship on fire

To the seas you call your home

Climbed down from the highest spire

I disappear with the ocean foam

I collect all the things that I need

I collect all the things that I need

I collect all the things that I need

I came in the name of the dead

To bring my neck to the blade

Calmed down while their tempers flared

Milon, Irago, Lamal

We got seven different letters in seven row

They go widdershins, sideways, vertical

Collected by the old man tied to the seaside

By the woman tied to the grave

I come in the name of the dead

Bathing in my papa blood

Bare-boned and covered in red

Waitin' on that evening flood

I came in the name of the dead

To bring my neck to the blade

Calmed down while their tempers flared

Milon, Irago, Lamal

We got seven different letters in seven row

They go widdershins, sideways, vertical

Collected by the old man tied to the seaside

Milon, Irago, Limal

Nobody waitin' on you

You better run, son

Nobody waitin' on you

You better run, son (You better run, son)

Nobody waitin' on you (Nobody waitin' on you)

You better run, son (You better run, son)

Nobody waitin' on you (Nobody waitin' on you)

You better run (You better run)

Doreh

Orire

Rinir

Eriro

Herod

Milon

Irago

Lamal

Doreh

Orire

Rinir

Eriro

Herod

Milon

Irago

Lamal

We got seven different letters in seven row

They go widdershins, sideways, vertical

Collected by the old man tied to the seaside

Milon, Irago, Limal

Nobody waitin' on you

You better run, son

Nobody waitin' on you

You better run, son

Doreh

Orire

Rinir

Eriro

Herod

Milon

Irago

Lamal

You better run

Doreh

Orire

Rinir

Eriro

Herod

Milon

Irago

Lamal

You better run