The Watcher - Nocturnal Rites

Inside the earth, they scheme for the slaughter

A part of the masterplan

Forbidden to be, for no one to see

Onnocence for pain, they twist in pleasure

Spawn from a life of gods

The watcher is all, destruction befall

The final embrace

A silent scream

Eternal debase, deceive or prevail

We rot to the core, the final ambition

The hunger begins to grow

Oblivious one, the fall has begun

The final embrace

A silent scream

The presence evolves, the colony grows

Fates are falling, names in stone

Final calling, the watcher of the fall

Fates are falling, rise or fall

Final calling, the watcher in us all