Down To the depths of oceans Precipitated Creatures of the evolution Inepressible Your conscious dies Body yields to pressure (Of) monsters' fangs Ancient leviathans
Into the abyss cold Your feeble body falls The ocean wants your soul Your prison in its womb
Become Fathomless Fix your eyes on The moving slimy mass Where no sun shines Giants're full of rage Feel the tentacles Of the reptiles age
Howling from the deep
Now taste Johna's fate Don't even hope for help of God Crowned by the human crowd Your prayers Won't make A sense for the cyclopic beings Full of rageTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
