down below, let our restive spirits go. You've trapped us in your world of sin, let the plague begin, Damnation. Your cities disappear, to earth's interior
to the dark lord that i answer through your mouth of innocence that i direct onto my master i'm damnation in the waiting, your fate you can't deny i'
for this betrayal So the mother's brave compatriots Consumed with damning pain Died writhing in the dirt They were bleeding and insane They'd looked into the child's
of halls Lest bitterness and chaos be the harvest they wouldst reap He must n'er become a slave to this Child's beck and call For she must never waken
