From The DeepnnDamned and forgottennEternity, lonelinessnI walked the stepsnLast and firstnnA thousand and thirty stepsntowards the burning chambers of the deepnThe tremors, the tremorsnnThen appeared the mother of the deepnSo hidden, so secretnAbout her I say no morenOf the mothers wisdom singsnNo living soulnnFrom what I thoughtnWould be my demise, I arose and felt the coldnA light so yearnednA light so soothingnnI took down a moosenUnder the crescent of the moonnAnd drank its lifeblood so warmnLike the embers of the deepnIt burned in my throatnnRage slashing and heart burningnThe time of vengeance has comennBlood for bloodnwas the shape of vengeancenI etched into my skinnThe name of the ancient GodnThe name of the ancient GodnnI took down a moosenUnder the crescent of the moonnAnd drank its lifeblood so warmnLike the embers of the deepnIt burned in my throatnn