How far away and a long time ago in a marshland

The tyrant was born in a

Calling around as a child

No one could see he was wild

Soon he will rule just like a fool

*The tyrant was there

The tyrant to come

What do they do?

Where do they go? who gave them?

Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide

The tyrant will find everyone, so

Give us a chance

They beg to run in the dark

Using black magic in another disguise

He was a member of death

When the fire of killing

Sooner or later the time has come for you

(*Repeat)

Ten years ago he was born again in a desert

Soon he's learning to give the traveller's tricks, yeah

There is a reason to the wail

'Cause this is the dance that kneels

I come in screaming the tyrant is here again

(*Repeat)