Murmurs in the gloom, red eyes flicker. Figures wait, groans resonate. A stench stifles the smell of blood. Claws scrape stone: restless, eager.
Torches burst aflame, revealing the chamber Endless in size: demons beyond number As one unholy mass, they begin to moan And cast their gaze to that central stone
A bloody pillar, graced with barbed spikes Dominates the altar where the elders stand Gathered round their leader, the venomed one Deadly his strike, fearsome his might
Impaled before it humans in torment Lifeless but living, minds blank with terror Unabated their eyes and wounds weep As the pillar twitches: a restless sleep Victims held helpless, awaiting their fate Victims to be consumed and reborn
The venomed one roars, the pillar awakes Glowing and pulsing with corruption Purple ichor leaks from its sides Hardening to form a hellish candle
Victims can only watch, horror growing The venomed one approach to kill
The evil chorus rises in unison Reaching its peak – the time has come
You are chosen as my first Feel my fury, satisfy my thirst Feel my grip around your heart Watch as you die - ripped apart
Now see this heart beating in time With the pillar, their souls entwined I offer to you the infinite ones This fresh kill, us to become
With each kill the pillar beats faster As its fluids erupt over the stage The venomed one gathers the ichor And moulds for each victim a dark new heart
The elders receive the beating transplants And place them in the chests of the dead Chanting to awaken the dark within So invoking a new life to begin
I've seen our past and I've seen their future. I've seen their rituals and I've seen our slaughter…Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
