A race suppressed by oath and seal. The
Ancient tribe, it groans. This cold life
released us from the physical plane of the
human race. Closing the lines. Pave the
way, to destroy the light of their day.
Disgusting, thriving on the sun. Teeth they
grind, waiting for the planets to align. Take
back what belongs to the dominant being.
Congregate spilling blood.
We are the dark, that feed upon the living in
solid shadow. Conquer the earth, and bleed
the carbon masses in solar shadows.
As the cool wind blows, feel the ice grazing
over skin. On a chilled horizon, rides the
destiny of our poor and foolish kind.
From the sun into the deep, we go. Leaving
all known from above this lightless world. The
humans sleep, while violently commanding
"darkness flee the dream." Forboding waves,
unclear, crash on seas. Drawing night.
We are the dark, that feed upon the living in
solid shadow. Conquer the earth, and bleed
the carbon masses in solar shadows.
Dimensions collide, while the creature
resides inside of us all. There's something
evil pulsing to life that has been repressed by
civil tides. Open the barrier lines. A race
suppressed by their repeal. The ancient tribe
still groans. Emotion receding as the beast
grows. We boast the dark, unholy, presence
abound.