Sleeping, awaiting
Under the earth
The chaos breed
Terror of the deep
Black massive roots
Like infesting tumours
Spawning madness and horror
Hooks that
Shred the flesh
Abyss consumes
The dead
Pulling underneath in corrosive pits
Where this abominate creature engorges
With insatiable lust
Radiant dark matter
Spit out the spells of utter death
Master of morbid creation
Your time is at hand
Feeded and full of this world's slime
Awake to rule, proclaim back it's own
Praise the superior
Pure black energy
Praise the almighty
Your time is at hand
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