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The Voices from Below (2349 A.D.)I was scared...by my own desireFor millennia mankind - it has believed In the undying value of humanity But ignored our kind, the very scorned kind Therefore this kind I chose for they were the forgotten They lurk in every corner, mute, surrounding you At the deep root of all that you fear (they're at deep root af all that you fear) In greater number than you know They're the voices from below They patiently inhabit the walls of your safe homes In the foul laboratories on the edge of towns The sewers of your diseases And they shall outnumber you, you shall be eliminated I'll control their will, now time has come Unleash them all against you – let that be Thirteenth toll of the city bell Spell is broken as your power Spread from everywhere, swarm the streets Black as pitch, red eyes Thirteenth day, all became silent Flesh was torn to the bones Blood vanished from the streets This life, reborn through death You called it a life And me, messenger of pain The fiery monarch of the rats In greater number than you know They're the voices from below |