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