Tremors stir still waters
A deep rumble beneath the seas
Of hells lungs to be filled anew
And if they only knew... if they only knew...

Tremors stir still waters
Nightmarish figures move
Birds of prey flee their branches
And if they only knew... if they only knew...

It comes like a chilly day in the prime of spring
A scent of death carried by sweet soft winds
Something vile is moving in the deep
Something horrid wakens from sleep

Swaying structures dance
A slow dance of death to come
A ballet baroque in a world undone
And if we only knew... if we only knew...

Sucking our fear from our bones...
Carving the skin so bleached
Drinking despair of broken hopes
And we know... hell knows... we know...

TREMORS STIR STILL WATERS

TREMORS It will be dark...
STIR It will be black...
STILL It will be cold...
WATERS ...and then nothing at all

Gods most vile angels flying low beneath a sun aflame
Divas and devas... I’m spitting their names like a curse
Blood for their feathers, chains for our thoughts
Let it be done with... let it be done...

Hell shall rise and boil like sea of tainted sickness
Collapse of stars and heavens fall to shards
A clash of worlds in the blink of an eye
And cursed be we all...

And I drink my curse with glee
Spitting it back in the face of deceit

Well spoken words of dying hopes and wishes
If you only knew... if you only knew
Though cracked eyes bleed in efforts hopeless
A spent broken corpse... enlightened...
dead in the dark...