Dethlehem Spelljammer
We must burrow down
hidden leader amongst the cults
Crush stone and you shall reveal
Yet blinding light is the only way you shall stand a
chance
Eye of the Deep, step inside and tread on hallowed
grounds
The blinding light is the only way you will stand a
chance
Hunter of weak, Master Of Bleak, a spell that can
penetrate your soul
Spelljammer, he has risen and now he is now part of you
Born before time, the paradigm
living among you, knowledge beyond you
long forgotten, through ages of blood
masterminding, and plotting his rise
Fallen brothers under ended fray, unrest dealt into
their sunken graves
as you place your hands upon the blade, prepare to deal
your hand of fate
Scarred by his pride, he waits, inside
He betrayed his own, now stands, alone
Beholder at side, shall drain your life
Black Power is honed, in caverns low
His hollowed eyes blind
Taking his hold on what’s inside of me
Ancient Being
Free him now before
The floating watchdog
it moves upon
it moves now, upon us, with silence and terror
Your heavy breathing must be kept at low
Rip open it’s eyelid and drive forth your broadsword
It cries out, it slides down, shattering screaming
The beast motionless, the eye is lifeless
but now his master has discovered
The Keeper freed now speaks the lore
Yet blinding light cannot save you no, you will die
Eye of the Deep, step inside and tread on hallowed
grounds
The blinding light is the only way you will stand a
chance
Hunter of weak, Master Of Bleak, a spell that can
penetrate your soul
Spelljammer, he has risen and now he is now part of you
Blaring growl, falls upon your ears, pillars shake and
crumble
He hath risen and now, he is part of you
