Sinkinda - Skinflint

Dance of the sword

Blood for the lord

Rid us — of Sinkinda

Chalk from the heavens

To Paint this devil

Rid us — of Sinkinda

Cry of the hunters

Heed our prayers

Rid us -of Sinkinda

Dance of the sword

Blood for the Lord

Rid us — of Sinkinda

Sinkinda

In her tomb

Sinkinda

Evil Blooms

Sinkinda

In her tomb

Sinkinda

Evil Blooms

We are the children

We are the servants

With holy steel

We break the seal

Out with the current

Flowing upon steel

To earth’s surface

Sinkinda bleeds

To starless skies

The soul will fly

Death’s kiss

The eternal abyss