"Harken o'kinsmen what I have to tell The marsh realm is suffering from sinister spell Come gather around the ember so bright And listen to what has happened that night Unknown paths to areas unseen Surrounded by twilight at heart kind of keen Through tendrils like claws I made my way Deities besides me tempting to stray As I roamed through these woods of old I felt there was something grim to unfold" Forlorn mortal now listen to my vow An oath I swear as thy oldest foe Just before the next full moon rise We'll celebrate thy tribe's demise For too long we've avoided a war But now we'll start it with barbaric roar Fear the fall of the forthcoming night Its end will be thy end alike O' powerful seer grant me thy charm The rage of a bear that no one could harm Ancient idols awake For I offer thee blood Mortal lives I will take and drown them in mud With the sunset at the edge of the heel stone Let us summon by the marshland border For the war god's watching from his wood throne Thus we will obey this final order Horror is mine Bones I grind The skull of thine They won't find In my lair My hidden cave Thy despair My home thy grave Blood gush I source Bloodshed I force "The only reason they left me alive Is to announce that At last No one will survive Beware of the shapes that in twilight creep Grim omens that tell us we're Already In too deep"