Lurking in the depths, their skin as pale as the moon they dance beneath
They hunger for your soul deep inside of your carcass
Malevolent, thirst for blood
They burrow deep inside your skin
They fear the sun, but they have never feared your kin

Deep within the earth, their burrows built like a labyrinth
They puncture flesh as they feast on your corpse

All alone
Beings of hate, forgotten by time
They've waitеd enthralled, alone
Oh, drеad father, grant this wish of death upon the bloodthirsters

Painted in shades of crimson and death
The dead doth rot within this cavernous trench
Forlorn, their tendrils grasp at your hope

Oh, shall they never escape the hell that they call home

Bloodthirsters plot to black out the sun
To ravage above as they rise below

Eclipse the sun
The hunt begins
Savages alit by the flames of rage as they rip and tear at Gaia's skin
Invoke, as above, so below
Tightening on it's hold
This is all that they know
The kindred thrive in the splay of blood

Oh, dread father, I give my soul to thee

Channeling through gore
Harbingers of endless bloodshed
Writhing, clawing, mangled visage
Gasping as you take your final breath of life

Have you forgotten fate?
This world was built on disgrace
These creatures rise from a treacherous place
You put them there
Now they will claw at your faith
There is no hope once you open the gates

Oh, dread father, I give my soul to thee

Millions eaten, bodies piling
Stacked upon their pyres alight
Warfare on this plane of all life
Yet, they are drenched in magnificent death
As your numbers descend into the grave
How will you save your race?
How will you escape this hellborn place?
How will you save your race?
How will you escape this hellborn place?

With fate in forfeit, corpse strewn wastelands ignite the sky on this night
Crescendoing screams mark the birth of blight
This haunting event ushers the death of humankind
So cold, decay to bone
The bloodthirsters have claimed their home

Eclipse the sun
The hunt begins
Savages alit by the flames of rage as they rip and tear at Gaia's skin
As above, so below

Earth as a wasteland, so barren
Ravaged by primal beings
There's nothing, it's ceaseless
They walk these lands as gods
And their passion for bloodshed has bled you dry
Now your race, forgotten, just like them
They repaint history
Repaint history