Broken minds, lolling eyes, Out of the swamp they rise Vacuous, followers, Like subservient kurs Behind the watchers, Walking up the stream waters Ascending the ravine, Enter through the waterfalls screen Watchers, robes and hoods, Enter the mines out of the woods Light fades in the portal, Mortals hound the immortal Deeper down, into the earth, A glowing light an ageless curse Dripping sweat, waves of heat, Decaying odors sickly and sweet Watchers feeding, Those who dwell below Sacrifices seeing, Their blood will soon flow Brightening, shadows defined, Written on the walls sigils and signs Slowly spinning with light behind, Knowledge transmitted to mortal minds The adit comes to an end, A shaft like the earth’s mouth open Off the edge, one by one, The ritual harvesting has begun Watchers feeding, Those who dwell below Sacrifices seeing, Their blood will soon flow Torn skin, broken bones, Some remain alive, they’re not alone The cistern, cavernous, Above the water Will o the wisps On the ceiling, dancing light, Spinning forms a sickly sight Eaters surface, teeth and eyes, Ready to devour the sacrifice Watchers feeding, Those who dwell below Sacrifices seeing, Their blood will soon flow Watchers feeding, Those who dwell below Sacrifices seeing, Their blood will soon flow