Deep under the soil we sleep Yes, we sleep and we dream pestilence And storm cloud-like swarms of locusts To rage on the lands of men We were before the light Descended unto thee And we will be after the shades Consume the life out from thee Prepare and hide your fear-ridden souls Death is nigh and its hunger is restless From beyond and from the below To the realms among the fading stars From the womb of the dark and the dead Crawled out the horrors with blackest hearts From within the bowels of the earth Towards the throne far beyond the falling gods Come forth Ye spawn of restless fire Ride with me O' harvester of blood Prepare and bury your hopes deep The night is here and its cold is endless From beyond and from the below To the realms among the fading stars From the womb of the dark and the dead Crawled out the horrors with blackest hearts From within the bowels of the earth Towards the throne far beyond the falling gods