I come in the breath of the dead
Bathing in my papa blood
Bare-boned and covered in red
Waitin' on that evening flood
And I came on a ship on fire
To the seas you call your home
Climbed down from the highest spire
I disappear with the ocean foam

I collect all the things that I need
I collect all the things that I need
I collect all the things that I need

I came in the name of the dead
To bring my neck to the blade
Calmed down while their tempers flared
Milon, Irago, Lamal
We got seven different letters in seven row
They go widdershins, sideways, vertical
Collected by the old man tied to the seaside
By the woman tied to the grave

I come in the name of the dead
Bathing in my papa blood
Bare-boned and covered in red
Waitin' on that evening flood

I came in the name of the dead
To bring my neck to the blade
Calmed down while their tempers flared
Milon, Irago, Lamal
We got seven different letters in seven row
They go widdershins, sideways, vertical
Collected by the old man tied to the seaside

Milon, Irago, Limal

Nobody waitin' on you
You better run, son
Nobody waitin' on you
You better run, son (You better run, son)
Nobody waitin' on you (Nobody waitin' on you)
You better run, son (You better run, son)
Nobody waitin' on you (Nobody waitin' on you)
You better run (You better run)

Doreh
Orire
Rinir
Eriro
Herod
Milon
Irago
Lamal
Doreh
Orire
Rinir
Eriro
Herod
Milon
Irago
Lamal

We got seven different letters in seven row
They go widdershins, sideways, vertical
Collected by the old man tied to the seaside
Milon, Irago, Limal
Nobody waitin' on you
You better run, son
Nobody waitin' on you
You better run, son

Doreh
Orire
Rinir
Eriro
Herod
Milon
Irago
Lamal
You better run
Doreh
Orire
Rinir
Eriro
Herod
Milon
Irago
Lamal
You better run