Putrevore - Through the Vortex to Aeons Past lyrics

Catapulted back through time To be the vessel of the traveler Those who crawl though the aeons To hunt and gather their spoils A trophy adorning the ancient halls A human head on granite walls Into the catacombs of the olden breed You hang now mounted Dug into your skull For the spoils that they crave Dragging out your insides To feed their needs Through the vortex To aeons past Hunted through time The prey of the ancient