Deep within the nether-realm
The forging of the god slayer begins
There is only one true weapon capable of slaying this monster
Birthed in the unholy fires of a dying sun
Seven annunaki judges hammer out the gold into shape
This weapon will be impossible for him to escape
Melt the gold, needed for deicide
The universe is running out of time
Shape the blade
Fulfill the prophecy for the queen
She'll wield the master sword
Hammer down
Remove all the impurities
Fold it now, temper with divinity
All is lost, we must not fail
This blade is our chance to prevail
Legendary sword built up to seal away the darkness
Its blade gleams with a sacred lustre that can oppose calamity
The eternal eater of worlds will die
For the queen
She shall be the one to gut him open
Refine the blood gutter
Engrave the ancient scriptures
Refine the blood gutter
Engrave the ancient scriptures
Trap the souls of all the dead in the sword
Give this blade a life of its own
God slayer spitting flames from his unholy mouth
My yearning for all-consuming power to crush their deities
Abandoned gods, bend the knee
Accept the fate of your new master's sword
The guillotine to sever their idols
Cosmic fires engulf the bones of my enemies
Gaze upon this magnificent sight
Ereshkigal shall wield the sword and slay the harbinger of blight
Deceptive dance to the death
A godly fight
Souls trapped within the blade begin to cry
For the death of Praenuntius