Deep in the abyss, for years entombed they have lain Long through the timeless mists, they are like the ghosts of the slain Engulfed by darkness, they have awaited to rise above all is their laughter, as the world weeps and dies Through chance after chance, more mistakes are made Dormant in the wilderness, on our minds they have preyed Now the cry from the darklands, burns down deep in our souls Spirits crying for sanctuary as their evil takes hold
At the hour of the dawn, they eclipsed the sun from a blackened sky, now both man and beast run from their shadow no shelter from their anger no peace From the heavens no mercy, on destruction they feast
Now the land that is left, it is polluted and drained Trees bear no fruit now, the soil it yields no grain With the beat of great wings, the wind it rages the earth Now all evil is cleansed as we await the rebirth