There is more to this world Then what we can perceive Horrors unseen that destroy the human psyche Unraveling minds
Dreams haunted by what should not exist Some secrets were not for us to discover Just like Pandora, that box was closed and should've remained that way
Cannot escape that shadow in my mind My soul was cursed by those piercing eyes If I could go back and relive that day I would have turned back and kept my sanity
It was an expedition Braving the blistering cold Making first tracks in a land long forgotten Untouched by the modern world And what we found encased in ice will remain etched in our brains till we die
Reporting our findings The line was dead except a static hiss For now alone in this cold abyss Returning back to camp To find the floor riddled with their corpses Pools of blood and limbs torn apart A sign for us to depart with still beating hearts
We make our way step by step through thick Antarctic snow In the distance, mountains reaching up for heavens glow What appears to be a city on the horizon
The air is thick with the stench of fear of the unknown horrors we may find there
Monolithic ancient structures unlike anything we have seen Scribed with a long forgotten language and images of fathomless alien forms
Too late to turn back now Or the deaths of our peers would have been in vain!
There is more to this world Then what we can perceive Horrors unseen destroy the human psyche Predating humankind
Dreams haunted by what should not exist Some secrets were not for us to discover Just like Pandora, that box was closed and should've remained that way
Cannot escape that shadow in my mind My soul was cursed by those piercing eyes If I could go back and relive that day I would have turned back and kept my sanity
Unhallowed monstrosities Once laid claim to this world Fighting each other for all dominion over of their creation Lay in waste like this city they left behind I cannot fathom all that I have seen Yet the feeling like I'm being watched by this cursed city
Shadows grow to engulf the day Clouds move in to extinguish the sun's last rays Gelatinous forms that are littered with eyes Flaying tendrils and their rancorous cries At that point, I knew that there is no god!
There is no god!
There is no god!
We must escape And not look back But in a morbid curiosity I gazed back to the mountains of madness The mountains of madnessTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
