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Down in the depths of the fathomless caverns

Through tunnels sealed by the dwarvish lords

Cyclopean spires sprawl out before us

Shadowborn heralds of nightmarish god-kings

Crawling our way through a slime-slickened passage

Armor soaked through to the very bone

Glittering eyes beneath turbid water

Piscean horrors rise up from the moat

(Whoa, oh) And the darkness is calling

Foul voice in my mind

(Whoa, oh), And the veil is lifted

Bow before their ancient might

So, we sink into the dark

Forsaken, torn apart

Dissolve before the will of the Master

Doomed, the path that led us here

Our end is drawing near

Spawn of the dark, aboleth marked

Beware the Night Below!