The Immaculate Dead - Immaculate

Journey into the Afterlife

Sons of Horus guard the Nile

Spells of death

Etched in scroll of sedge

Denial of what death shall bring

Hearts raging though

Their beating has stopped

Ib, the key to the realm of death

Weighed and numbered

Under the watchful eye

The watchful eye of the Jackal

Lightning strikes the desert

Atop the pyramids

No time to rot in hell

For what the future brings

Journey to the slaughter

Their names spoken for eternity

The lifeforce embalmed within

To protect the kings of the sand

Gods of Death'

Strike through the night

Defend out fragile souls

Gods of Death'

Embalmed m seas of red

Overflowing rivers bring life

We shall arise'

Two thousand years of death and decay

To take your life'

Desecrated for years by vanity s curiosity

We have risen'

Chaos our name we’ll slay all the same

Rise from purgatory'

Spells of the dead come to strike m the night

Strike!

We re the Immaculate Dead!

Bringers of chaos of death and despair

Made of Immaculate Force!

Harbingers of sorrow the reapers of fate