Letra de The Serpent's Lair

Befouled swine fill a narrow musty drift, leading deeper into earth drenched with death
Flocks of carrion, fat and foul, dispose of the dead, obey the mort
Machinations falling in place
Closer to my purpose
His heartbeat rumbles through stone and moss, cascading fear upon my regiment
He can see through our eyes, yet he will not see his demise
An ophidian god, its blood the cure for death
One single drought from its veins bestows immortal breath
Descend into the mouth of hell as one
Granite turns to onyx, darker than a lifeless star
The air is dense with sulphur
The walls they pulse with life, an unknown blight stricken by darkness
We wield thy kin as trophies to put fear in his heart, for it will be removed
Enter his lair
Cadavers decorate his vault, trophies of his own
A hideous roar brings down earth and stone
Crushed and added to his collection
A feverish nightmare cast in shadow
Eyes glow with corruption
Look into our minds
Reflections of scorn
Lurking beneath the earth, buried within these walls, confined and forgotten
An ophidian god, it’s blood the cure for death
One single drought from it’s veins bestows immortal breath
Descend into the mouth of hell as one
Granite turns to onyx, darker than a lifeless star
The air is dense with sulphur
The walls they pulse with life, an unknown blight stricken by darkness
We wield thy kin as trophies to put fear in his heart, for it will be removed
Yet he will not see his demise