Console of Horror

And drift beyond caverns once built by gods
Drip into pools that fill our jaws
The haunting chords from blood red eyes
Pelting stones against blood-soaked furs
Ravens and castle claws
Venture into shrouded tombs
Igniting the room. Inmates melt and spill
No skin, flesh or muscles remain
Give way to the flame
Cower, cower beneath the console
The console of horror
A prisoner to the living, to the dead
Once the body is exhumed it will still be missing the head
Diving into the brain of the dead
And drift beyond caverns once built by gods
Drip into pools that fill our jaws
The haunting chords from blood red eyes
Pelting stones against blood-soaked furs
Fused together we press onward towards ritual ruin
Diving into the brain of the dead
Diving into the brain of the dead
And drift beyond caverns once built by gods
Drip into pools that fill our jaws