I am many and we are one
Seeketh I must and findeth we shall


From the tunnels most abhorred
I, the unclean, once crawled forth
Dripping with fluids repulsive and vile

Haunting the night, ravaging minds

The stench of human fear is addictive

A source of bliss there is in each victim

Waiting for that moment so sweet to arrive

When you are lost, that's when I'll strike

I am many and we are one

Taketh I must and feedeth I shall

... and feedeth we shall!


Though I slash you open
And brand my mantra on your skin

It's not your flesh I'm after
But what lies deep within


No force, no light, no flame
Just a dead soul in a living grave


I am many and we are one
Taketh I have and returneth we shall