Borg-9 - Resonator Lyrics

Under the mountain, deep into the land
Something awakened, service in demand
Servant to nothing, eager to offend
Script of the wicked, burned into the land
Bring the fever
Flesh deceiver
Fate chews at you
Fear won't save you
Seek the vision
Sacred lesion
Draw the stinger
The poison lingers
Topple the creature, drown it in the sands
Drink of the nectar, dripping from your hands
Choke on the treasure, ripped from horrid eyes
Sample the freedom, swallow your disguise
Lance the blister
Grind the twister
Leave none unchecked
Leave the world wrecked
Tear the fingers
From their soft nest
Eat what you need
Leave me the rest
Leave my sleep now
Years hundred fold
Cursed sickness
Blood-lust emptiness
Pyramid tomb
Hell's dining room
Seal these cold walls
Await my call
Painted, the secret, runes of hollow lies
Vile, remembrance, as the phoenix flies
Burn this dominion, sacrifice the just
Fallen, this titan, wither to the dust