[Intro] (Deep, eerie bowed kobyz solo, haunting atmosphere) [Verse 1] The mugs are empty, the fire burned out A pale shadow slithers about The Reaper does not laugh, he claims his toll The blood in your veins begins to freeze You lived, you loved, you drank through the night But in the end, the darkness claims its right [Pre-Chorus] [Hypnotic tribal drum build-up, low drone] Seven sins were carved into stone But the darkest one now breaks through your door Hear the whisper in the deep, dark mire? What you buried will come back for you! [Shamanic Overtone Chant] Ah-Oh-Umm... Hu! Hu! [Chorus] [Massive ritual chorus, thundering tribal drums, driving raw strings] For the eighth deadly sin breaks the ancient decree! It celebrates the end, it brings you death! No mead in the cup, no light in the dark The eighth deadly sin has brought the cold! (Choir: Peccatum! The eighth sin!) [Verse 2] The Ten Commandments you cursed and denied You sought an eleventh one in drunken delight You wanted to burn, to blaze and shine Now you must walk the path of the damned The eighth sin is the void, a hollow grave Devouring everything you tried to save [Pre-Chorus] [Hypnotic tribal drum build-up, low drone] Seven sins were carved into stone But the darkest one now breaks through your door Hear the whisper in the deep, dark mire? What you buried will come back for you! [Shamanic Overtone Chant] Ah-Oh-Umm... Hu! Hu! [Chorus] [Massive ritual chorus, thundering tribal drums, driving raw strings] For the eighth deadly sin breaks the ancient decree! It celebrates the end, it brings you death! No mead in the cup, no light in the dark The eighth deadly sin has brought the cold! [Instrumental Break - Intense Kobyz and Percussion Solo] [Fast, aggressive bowed horsehair strings, pounding shamanic drums] [Bridge] (Heavy stomping half-time beat) [Low throat singing drone] What rules in the dark is not dead When the last spark in your heart turns to ice The sin of the void, the end of all lust An icy armor upon your chest! DEVOURED! [Shamanic Overtone Chant] Ah-Oh-Umm... Hu! Hu! [Chorus] [Massive ritual chorus, thundering tribal drums, driving raw strings] For the eighth deadly sin breaks the ancient decree! It celebrates the end, it brings you death! No mead in the cup, no light in the dark The eighth deadly sin has brought the cold! [Outro] [Fading drums and wailing horsehair strings] Seven were written... The eighth has taken you. (Massive final drum strike, sudden silence)
