[Verse 1]
Born out of worlds of fire and ice
The nature of spirits embrace our lives
From the underworld to above
We worship the fertile soil

[Chorus]
Carved in the back
Bloodstained wings are dressed
An image of grotesque
The blood eagle of human flesh

[Verse 2]
Ritual for the gods
We offer our respect
The blood
Symbols our strength
Our prey is yours to collect

[Chorus]
Carved in the back
Bloodstained wings are dressed
An image of grotesque
The blood eagle of human flesh

[Guitar Solo]

[Verse 3]
Blood over a stone
The sword penetrates the flesh
Ribs are cut by the spine
Lungs pulled out of the chest
As the eagle takes its shape
The human life expires
Salt-sprinkled wounds
Flavours the blot to the kings of ice and fire

[Chorus]
Carved in the back
Bloodstained wings are dressed
An image of grotesque
The blood eagle of human flesh