Enchanted idols cast amongst faint memories of ancient lore
Hidden in valleys deep within an underworld that mortals know not
These vacant wastelands spew forth perpetual blackened misery
Dead gods roam this realm as always, for always
Glorious deities, once mighty and supreme, rule no more
An usurper throne now battered, forsaken
Shadows grow long as dusk dances across jagged peaks
Statues of gods drift into slumber
Whilst day turns to night
Undead spirits roam
Still waters ripple as distant whispers transcend into dreams
To our inner spirit calling to awaken thy lost identity
Muses sing songs versed from mythical times
To rekindle sacred inner knowledge
Arcane teachings, now for eons banished
Oh forgotten totem,
Thou graven idols vanquished
A hidden world now decayed, that which was undead is dying
Infernal chaos casting shadows of misery over this dream realm
Hope dies
These faceless gods, now weep dying a ten thousand deaths agony
How man forgot to worship stone gods