The Black Dahlia Murder

Oppressive air heary and noxious
Volcanic outpour roars from the heaving angered ancient earth
Storm of spirits raging
Corrosion eats away oxidizing mentally
When they would call to us
When they would beckon us
We would deliver them
We would make them whole again
When they would see the lies
When they would see this world
In glorious anger would rise again in reclamation
Keeper of all chaos uncontrolled
Bringers of truth embody me
Speaker of ends wipe the slate again
Turn man against his brother in deceit
Old ones return to the light
Come the inception of the end
Old ones suspended beyond sight
Crack the earth sphere open
To doom all will descend
Ominous and obscure carnivorous and monstrous
Hideous and slithering dead to eyes but ever dreaming
Behind the stars at high below the stirring sea