1. NIGHTMARE CAULDRON
LISTEN TO THE CALL FROM THE EARTH
THE MOTHER ASKS YOU TO PROVE YOUR WORTH
DEEP WITHIN THE CHASM
THE NIGHTMARES, THEY WAIT
INSIDE THE CAULDRON
WRAITHS DEVOUR THEIR PREY
AWAKENED POWER, PUT TO IT’S TEST
INNER SELF REFLECTED, IN THE SHADOWED DEPTHS
GALLU, PERVERSE MANIPULATION OF KI
GALLU, MANIFESTATION BEYOND TIME
INNER SELF REFLECTED
PERSONIFICATION OF FEARS
BEHOLD THE THE RUBY KNIFE, THIRSTING FOR GLORIOUS CRIMSON
CUT, THEIR THROAT, KILL, FOR THE GALLU
LISTEN, TO THE CALL FROM THE VOID
EVIL DOES NOT QUESTION YOUR WORTH
DEEP WITHIN THE CHASM
THE HORRORS THEY WAIT
INSIDE THE CAULDRON
YOU DEVOUR YOUR PREY
KILL FOR THE GALLU
2. THE MESSENGER
FIRES BURN IN THE NAME OF REBELLION
PRIESTS DRESSED IN WHITE ROBES BURN THE BODIES
TO BE BORN OF MAGIC AND KILLED BY THE DIVINE
WITCH-HUNTERS BREATH IN ASHES OF THEIR PREY
A LONE WIZARD ESCAPES, ON A SKELETAL DRAGON
CARRYING A MESSAGE TO THE LAST REFUGE
MAGIC COULD DIE THIS DAY, ARROWS FLY FROM THE HUNTERS
FELLING THE WINGED BEAST BLOODY ROBES THE WIZARD STRUGGLES
INCANTATIONS SPOKEN FROM DRY LIPS
RIPPLING MAGNIFICATIONS OF TIME ERUPT FROM HIS FINGERTIPS
CRIMSON WAVES, THE FABRIC OF INFINITY RIPS
THE PURSUIT OF THE MESSENGER STOPS HERE
DEEP WITHIN THE FOREST
THE MESSAGE IS RECEIVED
AMBER-HUED FORCE FIELDS ARE RAISED
MAGIC-BORN BEGIN THEIR ETERNAL SLEEP
3. THE CEDAR FOREST OF HUMBABA
EARTH SHAKEN BY HIS ROARS
GILGAMESH SEEKS HIS PRIZE
SLAY THE FOUL BEAST AND RETURN
WITH FLESH OF CEDAR
SHAMASH, THE SETTING SUN GRANTS PROTECTION AND BRAVERY
AS GILGAMESH & ENKIDU STORM THE CEDAR GATE
THE DWELLING OF GODS
HUMBABA, GUARDIAN OF THE FOREST
SHALL KILL TO PROTECT HIS WOOD
THE SKIES OPENED INTO A BLACK ABYSS
HUMBABA – DEATH RAINED UPON THEM LIKE FOG
SHAMASH CONJURES THE WINDS
DISABLING THE MIGHTY GUARDIAN
ENKIDU PLEADS TO SPARE THE GOD
ENKIDU PLEADS TO SPARE THE GOD
THE SWORD OF GILGAMESH
SHARPER THAN HUMBABA’S TONGUE
LIES AND EMPTY PROMISES
GRANT HIM A TOMB AT THE HEROES FEET
WITH THE CEDAR FELLED AND HUMBABA BEHEADED
THE TWO RETURN TO URUK
VALOR PROVEN, BUT A GRAVE OFFENSE
THE WRATH OF THE GODS SHALL NOW BE RELEASED
4. SORCERER OF RED DEATH
UTTERING INCANTATIONS
AWAKENING LONG DEAD MAGICK
WITHIN CELESTIAL STONES
BROKEN FROM TIMES FABRIC
THE CRIMSON SAGE
SEVERED HIS BOND WITH KI
AFTER MEDIATION FOR AN AGE
NEW REALIZATION, HE CANNOT DIE
SHADOWS AND CREATURES
BEND TO HIS WILL
THE CORRUPTION OF NATURE
DARK WIZARDS, READY TO KILL
THE SORCERER
OF RED DEATH
ROTTING MAGICK
UNBEARABLE STENCH
HORRORS MANIFESTING
FROM DIMENSIONS BEYOND
5. THE NOOSE OF FLESH
A GREAT HOST IS SCREAMING OVER THE SNOW
NEAR-HUMAN CHANTS OF CHAOS AND WOE
THE KELMAIN HORDE FROTHS AT THE BIT
TO DEMONIC CREEDS SENT FROM THE PIT
WHAT PRIDE MOVES THEE
AND ALL THY GUILE
OH SORCERER OF HWARMGAAL
OF FLESH IT RISES
BY FLESH IT DIES
NOW HEAR THY DOOM
IN THE HAWK’S CRIES
PINIONS OF BRASS, OF SILVER AND GOLD
SWEEP OVER THE LANDS THAT ORDER HOLDS
AND EVEN THE CRUEL BLOOD OF MELNIBONÉ
WILL CURDLE AT WHAT BEFALLS THIS DAY
THE PINK MASS RISES
AROUND THE FIELD
CONSUMING ALL
WHO WILL NOT YIELD
ONE BY ONE
THEY ALL SHALL FALL
THE NOOSE OF FLESH
CONSUMES YOU ALL
THE NOOSE OF FLESH
CONSUMES YOU ALL
6. LOST IN THE REALM OF FROST
SNOWS DANCE TO THE PRIMORDIAL RHYTHM OF THE WOODS
SPRITES SING IN HUSHED TONES UPON THEIR ICEY THRONES
I WANDER THIS DESOLATION LOST IN THIS CACOPHONOUS WINTER
ENTRANCED BY THE REALM OF FROST
I DESCEND EVER DEEPER
BEFORE ME A CASTLE OF OBSIDIAN STONE
FROM DEEP BENEATH SPIRES HAVE GROWN
ARMIES OF ALABASTER AND CRIMSON
GUARD THESE MIGHTY GATES
I DO NOT HEED THE WARNING AND DESCEND EVER DEEPER
LOST IN THE REALM OF FROST
LOST IN THE REALM OF FROST
SPRITES OF ICE-BORN BEAUTY
SING IN MELODIES THAT ECHO IN MY HEAD
ICEY CLAWS FROM DEEP BENEATH, BREAK THROUGH AND GRAB HOLD
CRIMSON SPRAYS ON WHITE, AS MY BLOOD MIXES WITH SNOW
I AWAKEN IN AN AMBER-LIT CAVERN
MOUNDS OF SNOW AROUND ME
BEGIN TO SHIVER AND CHANGE
THEY TAKE THE SHAPE OF
ENCHANTRESSES SCULPTED OF THE PUREST ICE
THEY BEGIN THEIR SACRED TASK
TO DEVOUR THE FLESH
SO THAT I MAY BE REBORN
AS A HERALD OF THE SHIMMERING SNOW
TO BE FOREVER LOST IN THE REALM OF FROST
TO BE FOREVER LOST IN THE REALM OF FROST
SNOWS DANCE TO THE PRIMORDIAL RHYTHM OF THE WOODS
SPRITES SING IN HUSHED TONES, UPON THEIR ICEY THRONES
I AM THIS DESOLATION, I AM THIS CACOPHONOUS WINTER
7. THE RATS DANCE AT RAVENGARD
LABYRINTHINE, SERPENTINE MAZE
BENEATH THE ARID STREETS
VERMIN WRITHE IN THE BARROWS
WAITING FOR THEIR NEXT FEAST
MASSES OF SQUIRMING FILTH CLOTHE THE RAT GOD
ONCE HUMAN, BUT NEVER AGAIN
UPON HIS HEAD, A SKULL CRAFTED OF CARRION
IT IS TIME
ABOVE AT THE RAT ALTAR
HE AWAITS FOR RAVENGARD’S OFFER
BLOOD TO QUENCH HIS ARMIES THIRST
FLESH TO SATE THEIR HUNGER
THE RATS DANCE AT RAVENGARD
WARRIORS OF THE CITY GUARD
DROP THE BODY OF A WANDERER
AT THE RATGOD’S ALTAR
IN AGONY HE ACCEPTS HIS FATE
RESTRAINED AND GAGGED, THE OFFERING THRASHES
AT THE SQUIRMING MASS, OF RAVENOUS RATS
AT THE SQUIRMING MASS, THEY DEVOUR HIM
GNAWING FLESH THEN BONE,
THE BEATING HEART SOON STOPS
TWILIGHT FALLS AND MOONLIGHT REFLECTS
OFF OF THE SEA OF VOLCANIC RED SANDS
SLOWLY THE RAT GOD APPROACHES
THE DEVOURED CORPSE
HE LICKS IT CLEAN OF ANY REMNANT
8. DRAGONRIDERS ASCEND
ATOP MOUNTAINS UNSEEN, THEIR PEAKS CLOAKED IN TWILIGHT
AMONG CAVERNS AND TOMBS, CHANTING SPELLS OF MIDNIGHT
LOST IN THE DEPTHS, AN INTOXICATING SLEEP
MAGIC-BORN ELDERS GROWING EVER WEAK
THERE MUST BE, A REBIRTH
THE WORLD REBORN
THERE MUST BE A REBIRTH
THE WORLD REBORN
WITHIN A HOLLOWED OAKEN THRONE
COLORS BURST INTO A SPECTRUMS UNKNOWN
HIDDEN FOR CENTURIES, THE INCUBATING EGG
HATCHES AT LAST FROM IT A NEWBORN DRAGON
A RIPPLE OF MAGIC ACROSS THE FABRIC OF TIME
SENDS WAKING WAVES TO THE SLEEPING ONES MINDS
NOW THEY MARCH TO DRAGONS THRONE
WITH A DRINK FROM THE EGG, AN ELIXIR RESTORES THESE ONCE WITHERED BONES
THE DRAGONRIDERS ASCEND
TO RECLAIM WHAT WAS LOST
THE RETURN OF THE WIZARD
TO RECLAIM WHAT WAS LOST
THE RETURN OF THE WARRIOR
ATOP MOUNTAINS UNSEEN, THEIR PEAKS CLOAKED IN TWILIGHT
AMONG CAVERNS AND TOMBS, CHANTING SPELLS OF MIDNIGHT
LOST IN THE DEPTHS, AN INTOXICATING SLEEP
MAGIC-BORN ELDERS BEGIN TO WAKE
