The Summoning Lyrics - Grip Inc.

Still and silent in the tomb 

The mystery it starts to move 

Bound and wrapped golden faced 

Disorder fills the sacred place 

Invisible in their mindst illusive in disguise 

The mind is strong, the flesh is weak 

Conserved and distinct through centuries 

For disturbance all shall pay 

Bandage and bone turns to grey 

Fractured silenced aroused from exile 

Sparking resurrection of of pain 

When I move nobody sees me 

When I scream nobody hears me 

Fill the tremble in the tomb 

Wrath is unleased inside the tomb 

Ambiance of revenge fills all 

Intruders intertwined with the sands of time 

Take cloak inside the tomb 

Reform with awe did prevail 

Guardian keeper did rise unknown 

All is at rest calm petrified