Verse 1: From the desert sands, where the wind does howl, Rises a king, with a lion’s prowl. Crowned in gold, with a heart of stone, Settra reigns, on a throne of bone. With the fury of ages, he commands the dead, His empire stretches where the sun has fled. Eternal and unbroken, his wrath does rise, For the king of the tombs never compromises. Chorus: Settra, the Imperishable, ruler of the dark, Upon his chariot, he leaves his mark. Unyielding, eternal, a force to fear, The king of the tombs, no mortal near. Verse 2: A thousand wars, a thousand years, He stands unshaken, beyond the fears. The curses of ages etched in his soul, A king of ancient power, his control. From the land of mummies, he commands the dead, Legions of skeletons by his will are led. In the sand, his legacy remains, Settra the Imperishable, forever reigns. Chorus: Settra, the Imperishable, ruler of the dark, Upon his chariot, he leaves his mark. Unyielding, eternal, a force to fear, The king of the tombs, no mortal near. Bridge: Through the ages, his name will endure, For Settra’s power is pure and sure. A king unyielding, a king of the past, The sands may shift, but his reign will last. Chorus: Settra, the Imperishable, ruler of the dark, Upon his chariot, he leaves his mark. Unyielding, eternal, a force to fear, The king of the tombs, no mortal near. Outro: And when the final winds blow across the land, Settra’s reign will forever stand. For the Imperishable, ever true, Shall rule the sands, and the world anew.
