i’ll be the end and the beginning i’ll be the soul without fear i’ll be the tower of strength i’ll be the last breath of fate i’ll be the grain of sand i’ll be the soul untamed i’ll be the seeds of your soul i’ll be the sacred lost scrolls impaled heads and tortured souls under the sign of the black ark sacrifice the bastard’s sons under the sign of the black ark whoever the fuck you are under the sign of the black ark wherever the fuck you come from under the sign of the black ark here’s this new day when we’ll stand up fight for our lives we must go on learn from our past we can forgive what you have done we must go on we’re not who you think we are under the sign of the black void whatever you are, we are against it between the sun and the dust the spirits i call, they come to life now feels like the march of doom taking me down where our lives end like born dead inside the womb here’s this new day when we’ll stand up fight for our lives we must go on learn from our past we can forgive what you have done we must go on inside the womb… you’re not who you think you are womb…. hostility… between the sun and the dust feels like the march of doom