Driven from the forces of the unknown From the shadows of deep From the depths of the ocean's floor Never woken from it's sleep Scavengers arise from the bowels below Searching for the condemned of a mythic soul Draining the oceans of it's soul The Watchers Powers Creep It's ancient ritual Never woken from it's sleep Cryptic writings on the wall On the Watcher's golden tomb Sketched within Humanity's certain doom Souls of the innocent lost from it's mist The sanctions of evil rise to the abyss Magic of being conquers the test of time Powers structured from devouring rhyme