Thrust from the backbone of the earth
Monolithic mighty black peak of rock and iron
A chasm below
An open maw to unravel the hunger of gods
Fall down to a vile place within the bowels of the earth
Endlessly cold
Endlessly dark
An audience of desolation for a wrath that is old and hard
As the continent from which it is belched forth
Fowl winds will carry the warning
Silent tidings for all souls to hear
For they know the cruelty of the reckoning that nears
Their wits have dulled and tired
Their hearts corroded and expired
They will be greeted by the call of the depths
A slumber older than time
Now Awakened by unchecked and unchallenged greed
Destiny now revoked by the hand that stretches beyond their belief
Tectonic and cognitive convulsions intertwine
Wills stripped like hide from flesh
From earth, from bone, from stone
The land sings a song of cataclysm
To celebrate the purge
Of those who tread her surface
Those who dwell beneath the shadow of the monolith
The shadow of malice shall know
The fate of profound punishment
Driven by a hatred pure and refined
The call of the depths
A slumber older than time
Now Awakened by unchecked and unchallenged greed
Destiny now revoked by the hand that stretches beyond their belief
The crushing weight of their future's putrid corpses
Bears down upon those who've been spared
Who've been spared
(Who've been spared)
Their minds branded forever
Each mind branded with horrific memories
Haunted by an inevitable demise