Smouldering In Forgotten - Unspoken Names lyrics

So there I stood, exalting in the lurid revelation... my purpose, my destiny echo from an ancient time where I once lived... where I once died Memories unrepressed, they flood my mind... I am swept away by a torrent bringing with it the debris of hundreds of past lifetimes with vividness that belies reality I am a reincarnation of origins unremembered... so I swim against the current of the flow of eternity... my muscles burn, but each stroke brings me closer to the source The putrid stench of failure permeates in the river mist, and yet... through the stink... I detect it... like sweet ambergris... intoxicating, addictive... This is the scent of vengeance Back through time, I swam to the banks of the Nile where I saw the city In an age that knew no pharaoh, no human king... ten thousand years before the rise of the false human civilization... she stood with her proud ziggurats and towers ... ruled by mighty gods... Gods with unspoken names The city streets were slick with blood, the gods demanded flesh the dark cravings of the unholy Human slaves from the holding pens are led to their d**hs sacrificed by curved bronze knife, their corpses piled by the score Never to be grieved Pa**ed to the hands of the Necropriest Abaddon... the Stealer of Souls... Animator of the Dead... General of the Locust Horde The fallen rise Through vilest rites Purged of life Carved by knife The Dark Ones feast On the souls of the weak The fallen rise with Abaddon's might In the inner sanctum of the City of the Dead The Magus and his coven hold council searching for the weaknesses of the Ones with Unspoken Names covetous of greater power, yet fearful of the priesthood By twist of fate, they found the keys to the Nethergate A portal to the world beneath An eternal prison... Abaddon and the Locust Horde will be no more They conspired That on this night The tides would turn The city would burn The slaves will rise The gods will die The priesthood crushed The horde ground into dust I ran through the ancient corridors of the city's catacombs stumbling, tripping in the abysmal dark until I was lost like a fool Abaddon! Beware their deception! I carried on in the labyrinth till a blessed breeze of fresh air guided my way out... I scurried through the city streets I must not fail! Breathless, frustrated, too late... I saw them with Abaddon leave through the city gate They conspired That on this night The tides would turn The city would burn No!