A Night in the Abyss - Begotten lyrics

Oh this curiosity became apparent to me When the word of spoken fables and greatness became reality It told of Fame, riches and the most prominent promise of immortality Hidden in the ancient crypts My destiny lies in the depths of this anathema This is my last passage The tell tales of my vast prodigiousness Revere and praise me Driven by greed and fanaticism The preeminent accomplishment is in reach of my grasp But I can't shake thе feeling of this cynicism Premonitions of untimely death, rapturе of the soul An eternal rapture of the soul So begins the long trail As our fable unfurls on most darkest of nights Let brimstone light our way As disciples of sun fall and valorous might we must carry forth The most dismal of days await Thawing decaying death Shield my eyes from the hail Glaciate from the core of my shell Oh, the air is so clear The familiar chill of the boreal breeze as it braces me dear On the bleakest hyperborean nights For weeks we rode across the planes guided by astral stars My hunger for my prize grows stronger as we draw ever closer We edge ever closer Towards the tomb that slyly shades the cursed Necropolis A site to behold Dead remains strewn throughout the land Unearthed, I gaze into the gaping pit I teeter on the edge, emancipate all looming anxieties I shall take this to the grave I wish it known, in life and death I succeeded that wretched fu*king knave Transfixed by stagnant beauty And now I know that I fell in awe with the abyss An endless fascination with the darkness Enter through the crypt (of my mind) Enduring suffering, pre-meditating death not self-discovery This disdain of existence immortal in its persistence from start to death We descend down the crepuscule hole My heart beats faster, excitement rushes through me A soothing sense of bliss, euphoric ecstasy I would not bow before it’s majesty A brief respite from the pain The coursing hate in these veins still flowing And still a child fathered from piss and sh*t I knew it's name but I would not dare speak it The catacombs stretched for miles & miles A labyrinth of death and disease Scriptures of ancient tongues smeared across the walls Spelling out sacrificial rites We gravitate down further to find the stone door In which showed where it lies Instructions to unlock the forsaken vessel read as thus "Bring me the blood of the innocent Consume the essence of the tomb, regain my power" Without hesitation I turn on my comrades and slice the first across the neck As he gargles in this own filth, I lock eyes with the next I pin him down against the wall Slice down the abdomen, his innards pour The door reveals what i’ve been finally waiting for A groan deep from the dark spills forth to taint the nature of my heart My eyes dilated My palms drenched in their blood I remove the slab and do not wait to devour what's inside Force down the remains of the sarcophagus down my oesophagus Retching I feel my insides churning Spewing a black mass as the pores on my skin start to ooze Voices loom stuck in my head, constant malicious laughter I start to elevate and my bones start to break Lowered down into the grave As this presence locks my limbs in place Lay catatonic In this frozen state Countless hands emerge from ghostly lands Worshipping carnal lust and sacrificial plight