Slit throat holocaust, Dark's the day of pentecost
Waiting for the ships to turn the tide
Black fiend, treachery, he numbers fall, you wear thirteen
Pray the demons cannot kill the light
Killed dead, splitting head, making sure the lion's fed
Hanging by a thread that holds your life
Pain King, suffering [ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/h/high_on_fire/fury_whip.html ]
