Rise, oh mother of blight As servants under your might We have made it our mission To release you from your prison To witness the rise of our god Screams from a mortal soul spreading through catacombs dragged to the depths below All hopes fade as the echoes decay, failing to escape our halls With an offer of blood, our words will be heard The edge of a blade shall grant entry into this world By extracting a heart, we open a wound That tear the heavens apart and have them serve as your womb By the thrust of a knife We have scared the aether, initiating the rite That will free you from your prison Witness the rise of our god Remains of a tortured soul, gurgling in a pile of gore til breaths can't be heard no more Horrid be the fee for acting as the key, summoning a deity Its form blots out the sun, rancid and old And the masses it spew, shape the coming fate of this world To be submerged in blood, and all born of its soil Be drowned in the flood, as legends foretold A horror clawing at the veil separating realms A cosmic beast slither in through the breach After eons of lurking in the dreams and fears of men Its time has come to walk as flesh again Tendrils piercing through the veil, unifying realms Here to usher in an age of oppression without end