Into the dungeon deep in the dark
We worship our anger we know it by heart
Fueled by our passion our anguish our need
We wallow in sorrow fulfilled by our greed
The shadows our keeper we saviors of old
Kept silent our vigil no heroes seek gold
Murdered by madness and buried enshrined
Our story forgotten once histories entwined
Hear our sorrow
Bleed and borrow
Break the silence
Run through the catacombs destruction in their wake
Through ancient halls and ancient walls the cities they would take
The touch to your nightmares stained by sins of old
We bore the call we bore the fall our history shows
Listen to their cries
Here we sit in silence no breaths to take
Stolen by the heresy we'll rot in their wake
Sworn by blood to guide her the goddess soul
The tides of time and withered but eternally wronged
A fragment to the memory hidden dark and deep
Buried by a shameful pride encased in their keep
Tell it how you will but now unveil the crypts
These piles of bones they hid in stone their innocence stripped
A bloody history of royals past
A tragedy from not so distant last
A truth disguised through crying eyes revealed
A horrid past behind these walls concealed
For fear of rebellion for future remorse
They murdered our brothers they showed no recourse
Our city asunder our people now torn
Those blinded by reverence those buried by scorn
What champion now present he'll rest in the dark
Once sworn to the bloodline he'll know with their mark
Entombed in their haven betrayed by their trust
Forgotten in darkness imprisoned to dusk
Hear our sorrow
In the night
Sent to die
Hear their cry