Totem - Signs of the Swarm

Dead limbs reach toward

Toward my tainted, bastard blood

I give unto thee to forever be bound by blood

My eternity, against what hell could conjure

I bled my blood in the pages

Letting my name rot for the ages

To dwell in this realm forever

Bringing life to the dying embers

I am the lie

The crown of nails rusts to my flesh

Riddling me with burden upon every breath

Shrieks of horror echo through the mountains

Empty though I’m surrounded by thousands

Focusing vision, now I can finally see

Rising from hell, bound to thee

I am a totem to your misery

Come to me as I rot in history

I give unto thee, come to me

Bringing life to the dying embers

As I rot in the sand of history

From bastard to martyr I shall consume your pain

A totem of misery, I am your false hope

To carry you through this hell

In death, I shall remain with my bastard blood

Stained upon the crown that shall be handed down

To suffer amongst kings

Bringing life to the dying embers

As I rot in the sand of history

From bastard to martyr I shall consume your pain

A totem of misery I am your false hope

To carry you through this hell