Rise, oh mother of blight
As servants under your might
We have made it our mission
To release you from your prison
To witness the rise of our god
Screams from a mortal soul spreading through catacombs dragged to the depths below
All hopes fade as the echoes decay, failing to escape our halls
With an offer of blood, our words will be heard
The edge of a blade shall grant entry into this world
By extracting a heart, we open a wound
That tear the heavens apart and have them serve as your womb
By the thrust of a knife
We have scared the aether, initiating the rite
That will free you from your prison
Witness the rise of our god
Remains of a tortured soul, gurgling in a pile of gore til breaths can't be heard no more
Horrid be the fee for acting as the key, summoning a deity
Its form blots out the sun, rancid and old
And the masses it spew, shape the coming fate of this world
To be submerged in blood, and all born of its soil
Be drowned in the flood, as legends foretold
A horror clawing at the veil separating realms
A cosmic beast slither in through the breach
After eons of lurking in the dreams and fears of men
Its time has come to walk as flesh again
Tendrils piercing through the veil, unifying realms
Here to usher in an age of oppression without end