From Within the Bowels of the Earth

Deep under the soil we sleep
Yes, we sleep and we dream pestilence
And storm cloud-like swarms of locusts
To rage on the lands of men

We were before the light
Descended unto thee
And we will be after the shades
Consume the life out from thee

Prepare and hide your fear-ridden souls
Death is nigh and its hunger is restless

From beyond and from the below
To the realms among the fading stars
From the womb of the dark and the dead
Crawled out the horrors with blackest hearts
From within the bowels of the earth
Towards the throne far beyond the falling gods

Come forth!
Ye spawn of restless fire!
Ride with me!
O' harvester of blood!

Prepare and bury your hopes deep
The night is here and its cold is endless

From beyond and from the below
To the realms among the fading stars
From the womb of the dark and the dead
Crawled out the horrors with blackest hearts
From within the bowels of the earth
Towards the throne far beyond the falling gods