Down in darkness, in the ocean,
Lies the baleful lair of the deep ones
Part monsters, part human,
Life eternal live these creatures
Done their deed, done their duty
Sacrificed their lives for his glory
Another breed, lost their beauty
Ain't from tales for bedtime story
Plunge down there and meet your fate
Worship him or confront his hate
DAGON - the elder god of evil
DAGON - before his might you'll kneel
DAGON - or devour you he will
DAGON - and no one hears your squeal
Sleepy village hides a secret
They revere this ancient demon
All arrivals will be tied up
And then offered for ascription
Of the females all the fertiles
Have to bear a scion for him
Spare the details for casting chills
Of those children's deformed limbs
Plunge down there and meet your fate
Worship him or confront his hate
DAGON - the elder god of evil
DAGON - before his might you'll kneel
DAGON - or devour you he will
I remember the blasphemy
As they took us to slavery
Where is your God to save you now
Now fall on your knees and bow
I remember the towering flames
As they burned my fathers remains
I remember the stench of death
As I drew my last free breath
We're slaves forevermore
No one will hear our cries
Chained to the ships of war
To the beat of the drum we rise
Three years have come and gone
Since last I saw my home
Now my back is broken and bent
And my life is nearly spent
We approve of mankinds disgrace
Hold of the warrior race
Never shall we be free
Caught in a vast machine
We're slaves forevermore
No one will hear our cries
Chained to the ships of war
Our cannons with burning eyes
We're slaves forevermore
Our humanity suffers enough
Chained to the ships of war
To the beat of the drums we rise
And they cry! Row! (Row!)
Carry us to the attack
Row! (Row!)
Take us acrossed and back
Row! (Row!)
Carry us onto the kill
Row! (Row!)
Carry us to the blood we shall spill
To the beat of the drums
To the beat of the drums
To the beat of the drums
Once I was stranded in my pride,
my vision blind by the scope of all things prescribed.
Then by the words of a contemplative mind,
my dreams took flight and the sage within me thrived.
What once with certainty I had considered myth,
fiction gone amiss, the stuff of the abyss.
I see as more than tales men whisper in the night,
the truth will come to flight and proof will come with
sight.
To the ends of the Earth,
to a place where dreams make berth.
I feel the blood of ancients swimming through my veins,
a call to see what they have seen.
A faith in dreams and visions in my soul ingrained;
could I believe what they believed?
Once the envy of my peers,
my new conviction have resigned me to their jeers.
I must stand up to my fears,
lest I be consumed for years, the path to me is clear.
By providence alone ride to the marches and beyond,
where few have gone I'll travel on.
Until I find the legends that men have lost,
consigned to memory, cast aside as Zeus or Thoth.
Onward I ride to the west and to the east,
to seek the proof I need and my torment's surcease.
Verities confound me as a stag eludes a hound,
but I'll have my vindication and tell of what I've
Nightfall is the hour that shrouds him.
Knowing what he knows, see what he's seen.
He seeks out a substance to cloud him,
and should some wayward traveler pass upon his way.
He'll tell them a tale, and it's always the same.
No man can name what's not meant to be named.
A mist at his eye,
a catch in his throat.
Psychosis embodied,
barely a man, yet not quite a ghost.
There is no name.
There is no name for the thing that's not meant to be
named.
Sorrow and madness in one,
an unseemly aura about him.
Ragged in sight and reeking of ale,
his detractors find reason to doubt him.
The sea, he says, is boiling with sin like some vast
sunken Sodom.
And he laughs not at the jest that the
devil himself doth reside at the bottom.
One thousand grips do rise,
stronger than timber or canvas of ship.
Cries to lovers, gods, and mothers.
One night by a pallid moon, at a grotto by the sea,
my eyes beheld a sight now carved into my mind
eternally.
Raven locks, lily skin, the ample curves of womanhood,
but with a tail of oceankind, the legends then I
understood.
Forbidden longing, two worlds were never meant to pair.
Passion culled by siren song drifting on the ocean air.
Daughter of the lonely deep, there is no home we both
can share,
a love that cannot be, yet somehow it has come to bear.
Languishing in solitude without her,
fixating on the vision of ocean mists about her.
Languishing in solitude without her,
My bosom holds but half a heart without the triton's
daughter.
Fool, I said, within my mind, this love can't truly be,
for you, the son of land-born man, and she the child of
the rolling sea.
But then my reason fell away beneath the soaring song
of heart,
she and I, my heart declared, shall tie as one and
never part.
But off the shore I thought I saw a luminescent eye,
in a flicker it was gone and so I cast it from my mind.
Foolish and myopic, I'm now haunted by the sight,
it would undo the things I sought and cast my being
into the night.
Doomed from the start,
a love maligned by land and sea.
Born of the heart,
despite what others say should be.
I hold no regrets,
'tis better to have loved and lost,
but I shan't forget,
All our blood reaches boiling
As the war songs are sung
As the sailors are toiling
Hatred drips from our tongues
The enemy's vessel
Comes into our sight
We know we shall drink to their bloodshed
In our galley tonight
This is our prayer to the spirits of war
Grant us the strength that you've granted before
This is our prayer to the spirits of war
If bravery strengthens our enemy's hearts, may the power of
Our bloodlust strengthen us more
There shall be no quarter
To the man who will stand as our foe
His life will be forfeit
To our merciless blows
There shall be no quarter
And there's nothing that you can do
But fall to your knees as we
Cut to the heart of you
In the smoke and the mayhem
We are rulers of all that we see
Monarchs of warfare
Commanding our subjects to bleed
They fall down before us
Their humility spilled on the deck
And they smile at their masters
Cadence of hooves in sundry meters,
marks my progress on this long forsaken road.
Would I that their gait should double
a thundering march to be recalled in futures odes?
Anticipation burning
like a fire that can't be tamed.
Driven on by the yearning.
All else falls away in the flames.
I can see it now, my destination drawing nigh.
On my way, to a place shrouded in mystery,
composed of sailor's dreams whispered on the wharfs.
On my way, will myth become forgotten history?
Legends tell what maps deny, secrets lurking in the
north.
Every tavern, every town,
tells its version of the tale.
To the north there lies a sound
where even captains fear to sail.
Sweet nepenthe of the truth,
a liquor of the highest proof.
Vindication is as wine,
in crucibles it's deemed refined.
Painfully the lust for blood
Grows in the hearts of northern men
To understand it's siren call
Is far beyond their mortal ken
Plunder and a womans touch
Meat and gold and wine
Enemies all torn to shreds
These visions occupy their minds
Between the nightfall, and the shining morn
The silence shattered, a sounding horn
Dragon boats, faster than a shark
Deliver warriors, deliver demons in the dark
Sinful demons in the
Dark...
Bloodthirsty demons
In the dark...
Cautiously, the refugees
Seek shelter from their fate
With northern warriors searching still
Hunting in a frenzied state
Darkness gives their leaders hope
Shelters them from view
But frightened cries betray their lives
The slaughter starts anew
Burn the village down
Cast the dead away
Burn the village down
Leave the priest to pray
Burn the village down
Drink the blood of the dead
I shan't forget the moment
That changed my life forever mor
The day I found her lying
Aqueous upon the shore
Hair of bright vermilion
Skin of pallid whit
Ensanguined holes within her face
No eyes to grant her sigh
[Chorus]
A child Ocean born
A daughter of the sea
Now of her home forlorn
Abhors the Earth beneath her feet
A decade's past And still I
See her in my dreams so haunting
Her tortured cries of pain fill my ears
As if in taunting
The Terraphobic
Abhorrent accident of creation
Cast from the Sea
In agony without cessation
I thought her dead until
Her body shook with mortal fear
A ragged breath was drawn
Her face was stained with blood and tears
As I stood gazing
At this huddled mass upon the sand
I cried in terror for
She'd been struck visionless by her own hand
[Chorus]
A child Ocean born
A daughter of the sea
Now of her home forlorn
Abhors the Earth beneath her feet
A decade's past And still I
See her in my dreams so haunting
Her tortured cries of pain fill my ears
As if in taunting
The Terraphobic
Abhorrent accident of creation
Cast from the Sea
In agony without cessation
Locked in this tenebrous cell
Her home in lieu of the ocean
A face so blank and cold
A hollow voice with no emotion
We called her mad for she
Despised the world that we so cherish
Yet for no more than spite
The denizens of land shall assign themselves to perish
A decade's past And still I
See her in my dreams so haunting
Her tortured cries of pain fill my ears
As if in taunting
The Terraphobic
Abhorrent accident of creation
Cast from the Sea
In agony without cessation
A decade's past And still I
See her in my dreams so haunting
Her tortured cries of pain fill my ears
As if in taunting
The Terraphobic
Abhorrent accident of creation
Cast from the Sea
Broken glass and champaign trickle down the side,
mingling with the malignant tide
Like shells upon the shores, our fates have been cast
This vessel's maiden voyage will surely be its last
Broken bodies cast into the waves (into the waves)
Ocean depths have now become their graves
You cannot move, you cannot cry
Salty depths call you to die
The only release is in drowning
Nowhere to run once you're inside
You're at the mercy of the tide
The only solace is in dying
Death and mutiny the consequential cost,
for once inside you are forever lost
In the misty darkness they are prisoners of the gloom
stricken with the knowledge of inevitable doom
Broken bodies cast into the waves (into the waves)
Ocean depths have now become their graves
You cannot move, you cannot cry
Salty depths call you to die
The only solace is in drowning
Nowhere to run once you're inside
You're at the mercy of the tide
The only release is in dying
Struggling in shark infested waters,
begging for mercy from this fate
Dying
Broken glass and champaign trickle down the side,
mingling with the malignant tide
Like shells upon the shores, our fates have been cast
This vessel's maiden voyage will surely be its last
Broken bodies cast into the waves (into the waves)
Ocean depths have now become their graves
You cannot move, you cannot cry
Salty depths call you to die
The only solace is in drowning (drowning)
Nowhere to run once you're inside
You're at the mercy of the tide
The only release is in dying (dying)
You're going to die
You're going to die
Unsuspecting templars
Apollo's chosen priests
Slaughtered by Atlantians,
killed like sacrificial beasts
Gross mutated hybrids
raid the sacristy
Find the scrolls and read the rights to set the people free
Call upon the sun god
falsify the plea
The surface world shall perish when Apollo is deceived
The warriors ride to the ends of the earth, their victory at hand
One final confrontation brings the end of earthbound man
The warriors ride to the ends of the earth, their victory at hand
One final confrontation brings the end of earthbound man
Templars of Poseidon
with sacred scrolls in hand
Read the rites and spread the lies to flood the wretched land
Flooding of the mainland
Evil to the core
On massive crimson waves of death the children now will soar
With hate-filled hearts
the warriors laugh with spite
They know not what we have become
Mankind's cruelty now repaid
Repaid
Sounds of death, of sweet symphony
By nightfall their doom will be sealed
The warriors ride to the ends of the earth, their victory at hand
One final confrontation brings the end of earthbound man
The warriors ride to the ends of the earth, their victory at hand
One final confrontation brings the end of earthbound man
The warriors ride to the ends of the earth, their victory at hand
One final confrontation brings the end of earthbound man
Battle speed, the captain calls
The enemy's in sight
On your oars, every man
The drum is beating faster, faster
Through the waves, this vessel glides
Propelled by blood and tears
Bones will shatter, muscles tear
We must obey our master, master
Row! Row!
The war machine fueled
By the blood of it's slaves
Onward through the endless
Crashing waves
Row! Row!
The war machine fueled
By the blood of it's slaves
Onward 'til the captain sends us
To our graves
Full, Speed, Ahead
Through countless miles of ocean we have bled
Full, Speed, Ahead
We'll push this mighty ship until the day we are dead
Attack speed, the captain calls
The enemy draws near
Whip meets flesh as spirits break
The drum is beating faster, faster
Pull the oars, with all your might
Thirsty swords await us
Slaves and plunder, all the same
Possessed by others ever, after
Stripes on our backs
The sign of the lash
A cruelty that can't be forgot
Memories remain
Of the ones that were slain
Long after our corpses all rot
Ramming speed, the captain calls
The enemy must die
Every single enemy will die before the day is done
The drum is beating faster, faster
Kill them all! Kill them all!
The captain screams in rage
The hull gives in, the sea bursts forth
Shadow!
The smell of blood in the water is as
Thick as fortress walls and twice as strong
The predator moves with unimaginable
Grace and speed.
Death rides on crimson waves with not
A scythe but jaws of steel. Each action chosen
With precision to feast upon its prey.
Face of terror the end is near
Bodies writhing with pain and fear
A watery grave welcomes you in
Each razor sharp tooth is a nail in the coffin.
Fatality comes on seas of blood
In the silent ocean depths
Circling its victims with eyes of no
Color or penitence
Claiming another victim man learns
Once again, saltwater is a poor anesthetic
For an impromptu amputation
Feeding frenzy the carnage begins
Basic instinct to feed on human skin
Total carnage the scene is set
In the end you'll beg for death
The whitecaps break as the beast rises from the deep
His gaping maw inviting eternal sleep
His glistening skin stained scarlet with blood
Knife to throat I scream gagged and bound One faithful
face not to be found
Screams for help a pitiful sound so-called captain of
oppression
Slain by power of suggestion Butcher now in resurrection
Waiting I watch from my grave in the sea
I seek my vengeance and only blood will pacify me.
The night invites and justifies my retribution alibi
Seek those who I will zombify Bloodshed now has come full
cycle
Flesh I have, I have recycled justice done, judgement is
final
I can't believe this, what am I doing here?
Through scores of miles and defeats I had traveled,
with weary heart and bones.
Hoping mysteries would be unraveled,
discovering nothing but quandaries and unknowns.
Finally at the limits of mettle,
the cursed place I'd found.
A preternatural silence left me unsettled.
The denizens uttered no words and made no sound.
This land of phantoms, this village of the damned.
One thousand eyes upon me, a foreigner in this aberrant
land.
This land of phantoms, this village of the damned.
On vindication's quest I'll persevere, so ancient
enigmas man may understand.
A sea of empty visages and eyes
were to greet me at my ingress.
My queries drew belligerent replies,
this damnable rabble was seemingly possessed.
The village called for my immediate departure,
in a singular chorus.
Acting as a hive minded creature,
with the eyes of Argos and cyclopean focus.
I must unearth the secrets hidden in this land,
buried beneath eternal dreams and the sand.
I'll continue my search under cover of the night,
bringing these nautical enigmas to the light.
Those who thought me mad shall see me overcome,
I would have my triumph in this wretched land of
phantoms.
By night I scoured the Atlantic shore,
with certainty of my cause.
The villager's silence told a terrible story,
but my quest nears completion, I will not withdraw.
Written in these ancient sands,
a thousand tales of old.
Despite the villager's attempts to silence me,
Ocean Metal...
Pandemonium...
The masses flood the shore...
From the sea is heard...
A massive metal roar...
People wait and see...
The galleon come in sight...
Her mast reaches to the clouds...
Her sails as black as night...
Anticipation grows as the vessel...
Pulls into the port...
From the hold of the ship a cacophony grows ...
Of the heavy metal sort...
We've come to reclaim what is rightfully ours...
Said the Captain to his crew...
This metal shall return to the hands of the ...
Chosen few...
This is the final hour...
For all the infidels who seek to abuse ...
This metallic power...
This is their retribution...
These warriors of the sea will rid the world...
Of this pollution...
Ocean Metal ...
The warriors are coming ...
Ocean Metal...
We'll take your breath away...
Ocean Metal ...
You're drowning in the ...
Ocean Metal...
You'd better beware...
Ocean Metal ...
The warriors are coming ...
Ocean Metal...
We'll take your breath away...
Ocean Metal ...
You're drowning in the ...
Ocean Metal...
One by one...
The warriors gather for attack...
Sabers raised up high...
There is no turning back...
Heretics will pay...
Upon the Captain's mark...
We'll tear into their flesh...
And feed them to the sharks...
Death to this lie is the battle cry...
Of these ghostly tortured souls...
Slitting the throats of the heretics...
False metal's deadly toll...
The Captain surveys all the carnage he's caused...
With an awful kind of glee...
We'll take this Metal back to our ship...
And return it to the sea...
Rise!
Rise! ...
Warriors of Metal take up your arms...
Fight!
Fight!...
The infidels
The sea is gone
Throw my shadow toward the surface
The icy wind draws upon us to the moon
Theres not one man
Without force onto the surface
So to the north this old legend goes on
The captain pushes onward
Deep into this frozen hell
We must keep fighting for our lives
And shouting on and we shall sail
Into the north we will sail, we will sail to the end of the world
To conquer the ocean
Into the north we will sail, we will sail to the end of our days
This passing night takes another from our numbers
Row viciously night is upon now each of our own
And still we sail
The force of terror ship asunder
The captains mad but still along he makes us row
The captain pushes onward
Deep into this frozen hell
We must keep fighting for our lives
And searching if we shall fail
Into the north we will sail, where we'll sail to the end of the world
And conquer the ocean
Into the north we will sail, where we'll sail to the end of our days
The captains stuggle
Where victory lies upon us
How will this do
He brings message for this frozen ship
Theres nothing special in this frozen hell
And then his body sinking
Deep into this frozen hell
To late to for us to forfeit
To reach our final hell
Into the north we will sail, we will sail to the end of the world
To conquer the ocean
Into the north we will sail, we will sail to the end of our days
Into the north we will sail, we will sail to the end of the world
To conquer the ocean
Into the north we will sail, we will sail to the end of our days
May I tell you of my passion for the dead?
Erotic only in its subtext
Experimental fantasy, realized just recently
Gourmets, but only of a subset
Beware ye paupers
Likewise ye men of power
We hunters roam the sea
Seeking whom we may devour
We drifted on...
Till starvation struck and decency was gone...
And now we have changed...
We gleefully embrace a life deranged...
The finest wines, like vinegar, fall bitter from my lips
Like soot and ash, the choicest roasted game
The taste I crave, a scarlet flow in transit to the crypts
Each meal I savor had a name
We butcher the flesh of the living
To consume the flesh of the dead
Our legend grows as empty vessels drift into the ports
No sign of crew save the blood stains on the deck
All men shall quake at the mention of our names
A plague in every tongue and dialect
When winds do blow
Cold enough to chill your very soul
And when the tempest wails
Keep one eye on the sea for scarlet sails
Explanation:
This song is written from the perspective of a sailor on a lost ship. The vessel "drifted on" aimlessly until the crew nearly starved and was forced into cannibalism. As a result of this ordeal they have "changed". Embracing deep evil and adapting to an all-human diet, they now sail the seas seeking ships to capture and crews to devour.