Thou shall fear the people who live under the mark of the bird I was scattered among the shadows of men Crawled deep in the tunnels of burden Then I met the great one in the purge Who gave me the mask to set us free and erase my shame Ask yourselves who does not want a new beginning You deserve to dwell kneeling Scattered among the shadows of men I denied the ways of gods For I shall not fear the one who lives Under the mark of the bird With blackened death I shall come As I am one of them