Stop, don't make a sound
Warden of the underground
Lurkin in the dark but down the torch might leave a mark but
Don't make a sound! Don't be too loud, you might have to turn it down
Footsteps on the floor could lead the reaper at your door
You hear his heartbeat closing in
The feeling underneath your skin
Hes roaming through the mighty floor
The shivers down your spine
He's in the dirt, don't say a word, think he might of overheard
Vision slowly getting worse, swear reapers in the herd
We'll be sneaky, side by side
Just say the word and I will hide
We might not make it through the night
I heard his sound jumps up in fright
You will end up in your grave, if you don't leave this very cave
The lights start to flicker in some monster fluid figure
It's the warden of the deep dark
Like a white shark, in a hunt for its prey
And the chains break away
Crawling up from the underground
Ancient cities lost and found
Summoned by a shrieker
Your the hider he's the seeker
It's the Warden of the deep dark
I mean the Warden of the deep dark