Fathoms deep is our sleep.
We are incarnate nightmare screams.
Yet we dream as we speak
and control you all in your dreams.

When you feel the world can't be real, summon us!
When you know your life is woe, summon us!
When you feel your world can't be real, summon us!
When you yearn to scream and burn, summon us!

Dormant race out of space,
we shall feast on your deepest fear.
Aeons old is our cold.
We are far yet always so near.
We are dead, yet we dream
in the depths of our ancient tomb.
Just you wait till the gate
opens up and lets through your doom.

When your mind welcomes us,
we will gain the passage across,
When you call, we will come
and reality will succumb...

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