From the briny darkness The missionaries rose They bid the land folk sacrifice To the gods below
They offered sunken gold With a bounty of fish to devour The scaly priestess raised her staff To evoke her powers
Priestess of the deep, and the herald of terrestrial demise Chanting sermon spells, the dire divinations mesmerize
True to her word Sanctified by the priestess' spell The town was spared the horrors From where the great ones dwell
To the cerulean depths First born sons and daughters condemned Generations despoiled By the maritime men
Priestess of the deep, anointed in the cloister of the blackest lagoon Chanting sermon spells, to beckon storms and the deadliest monsoons
The fearsome tides, the leviathan's bride The blasphemies from the salty seas The temple gates wherein the priestess awaits The chosen few; she's calling for you!
The daughter of the Hydra Preaches the mystic ways Hungry oceans rising For the end of days
Priestess of the deep, and the harbinger of the surface dwellers' doom Waking from their sleep, forgotten monsters reborn from the sunken tombsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
