Iri

Iri
The pharaoh's expert
Enema connoisseur
Enemy of putrefaction

You are the guardian and sentinel
You administer the royal odor
Alone with the prophecy
Alone with the right to reek

You hold the future and the purpose
You alone hold the scent of death
Now the great hand of mania
Descend upon us all
Like eternal manipulations

Oh great deceiver of life
A putrid sanctification
No one holds a bar to your call
The lasting foulness of all

You hold the future and the purpose
You alone hold the scent of death
Alone with the prophecy
Alone with the right
The right
The right to reek
The right to reek
The right to reek
The right to reek
The right to reek



Credits
Writer(s): Audun Mehl, Patrick Casper Wivegh, Arve Barsnes, Christoffer Risbakk Vegsund, Rikard Johan Jonsson
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