(Iak - Iak - Iak - Iak - Iak - Iak - Sakkak) You're so free that's what everybody's telling me. Yet I feel I'm like an outward-bound, pushed around, refugee Something's wrong, got a feeling that I do
Ghuleh. Ghuleh Ghuleh. Ghuleh Putrefaction. A scent that cursed be, under cold dark dust From the darkness. Rise a succubus. From the earthen rust Hyiistea, once a majesty. Now exposing bone. F
I am the one who preys on weak I offer everything they seek. And I am the one who comes richly endowed. Harvesting crops of fields that others have plowed I am the one, lascivious I am the son of on