Wicked tunes, evil mind
Deceving premeditation, contempt is blind
Children's cry, little do they know
Die they shall, with devil unite
Trix them all, he steals your young
Condemning their souls with hell's nasty tongue
Hear his call, he's drowning them all
Under the surface they lay cold, will never get old
Stolen, lost and forgotten into the tide until flesh be rotten
Born of sin to rule upon waters of north
Spirit of the black tide, hellspawn, lilith's progeny
Spirit of the black tide, collecting childrens souls and agony
Scaled in skin, pale as snow
Darkness inside him and hate will grow
With the tunes written in flames
Lure them down, life he claims
Human prey, the hunt is on
In patience, down the tide they are drawn
Into the void, through dark domains
There's no way out, caught in nykrman's chains
Hear his call, he's drowning them all
Under the surface they lay cold, will never get old
Stolen, lost and forgotten into the tide until flesh be rotten
Born of sin to rule upon waters of north
Spirit of the black tide, hellspawn, lilith's progeny
Spirit of the black tide, collecting childrens souls and agony
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