Tartaros is the core of the abyss
Growing deep in the dark
Eternity far beyond space and time
Where evil is born
Deep down, rising hell
Suffering for the weak and the blind
Mother root of the chosen
Underworld, paradise, afterlife
All the nature of hell
Into, life, we arrive
We come from the womb of Tartaros
We were born in the flames
We come from the womb of Tartaros
We were raised in the dark
We come from a place beyond space and time
We come from a place deep and dark
We come!
Tartaros!
Primordial were the seas of blaze
Eternity a nightly realm
From as womb the dead comes to life
All the souls became one... with chaos
We come from the womb of Tartaros
We were born in the flames
We come from the womb of Tartaros
We were raised in the dark
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