Part 1: Deep below under your feet lies the ancient knowledge Left behind by Pthumerians Studied in Byrgenwerth college The man's will to be something more than he was ment to be Seekers of ascension fueled by greed Your harrowing journey has begun Desire to be A Great One Part 2: Monsters and the undead waiting down in the halls Celestial abominations waging the cruel war Sucking out your brains driving you insane Shattering your every bone blood covering the walls of stone Beyond the door eternal silcence awaits Reaching the dungeons core one to seal our fates A gift from the gods that will tear you apart and satisfy the graiving of your blooddrunk heart Daughter of cosmos She who was left behind Shares her knowledge With the mankind Eldritch truth grows in you Elevate us To be worthy like the moon Beyond the door eternal silcence awaits Reaching the dungeons core one to seal our fates A gift from the gods that will tear you apart and satisfy the graiving of your blooddrunk heart Part 3: Time after time We have tried Ritual needs a safrifice Human soul is weak Can't stand the eldritch truth amalgamation towers over the roofs failed experiments buried to the ground waiting the careless beings where corpses can be found Scholars of Mensis sealed away from the world completing the ritual and so the moon burns Part 4: The hunger for power can drive you insane suffering of the others and we are to blame Mercy and guilt are only for the weak forsake your human ways and act like a beast The evolution without courage will be the ruin of our race Line your brain with eyes deliver the sacrifice Innocent will pay the price They only need to die Line your brain with eyes deliver the sacrifice dying light of the sun the nightmare has begun Part 5: Souls cast to the nightmare world Hideous figures on the walls as the phase of moon turns Madness of Mensis blinds your senses Trought the withered corpse of a maniac witness the horrors of minds so black resist the frenzy face the heresy The nightmare newborn white dressed whore surrogate for the grief one never seen The nightmare newborn white dressed whore surrogate for the grief one never seen Part 6: The dream has reached it's end only one soul left to send Old master will fall so The Presence hears the call Descending from the sky With one dark eye rotten anomaly cries for the fight so there I stood In the mankind's new childhood