Testo di The Watcher

Driven from the forces of the unknown From the shadows of deep From the depths of the ocean's floor Never woken from its sleep Scavengers arise from the bowels below Searching for the condemned of a mythic soul Draining the oceans of its soul The Watchers Powers Creep It's ancient ritual Never woken from its sleep Cryptic writings on the wall On the Watcher's golden tomb Sketched within Humanity's certain doom Souls of the innocent lost from its mist The sanctions of evil rise to the abyss Magic of being conquers the test of time Powers structured from devouring rhyme