Down Deeper Than You′d Go
Into The Pest-ridden Mire Of The Tunnels Below
Where Our Primordial Claim Is StakedWith The Rats And The Snakes, Our Underworld

Down Here We Never Change
Septic Intentions Of Ours Always Remaining The Same
As Your Pathetic Diluted World
Is Constantly Rearranged, We Are The Verminous

In Hate Abstain
Cremating Our Former Selves In A Funeral Blaze
Against Your Grain Our Subterranean Realm Of Decay

We'd Sooner Die Of Ashen Cancer
Our Teeth Black From The Soot
This Kingdom′s Our Excremental Answer
To The Fecal World You've Built

Follow The Fetid Stench Into Our Sunless Empire
Only The Strong Will Descend
That's Where Our Anachronistic Ways
Will Evade The Ending Of Days, The End Times

Below Your Graves Exists Our Wretched Domain
To Which The Weak Are Our Slaves
Call Us Depraved, Sick, And Deranged
We′re The Ones Who′re Sane

Legions Ye Foul Bearers Of Disease
In Death's Devotion We Descend
The Mold Was Broken, So Why Change The Perfect Beast?
Reigning Below Down In The Dark And Pestilent

A Hidden World Beyond Your Grasp
This Throne Of Skulls Was Built To Last
Embrace The Death

We Haunt The Land Of Evernight
Where Human Nightmares Never End
The Things That Slither, Things That Fright
That Raise Hair On Your Skin

Legions Ye Foul Bearers Of Disease
In Death′s Devotion We Descend
The Mold Was Broken, So Why Change The Perfect Beast?
Reigning Below Down In The Dark And Pestilent
Reigning Below Down In The Dark And Pestilent Their End