From the Graves - Primitives Horrors

Ages before the fire
To the first man was delivered
Whole civilizations had entered
By the labyrinth's gates
Cadavers without souls
Moving forward, levitating
To the perpetually open
Mighty jaws of Death.

I saw the Titans who lived in the past
Walking enchained, crawling on their knees
Approaching to the inexorable
Falling in the depths of chaos
Eons have gone, drowned in time
But inside us, still are
The Primitive Horrors

Far beyond
The Mountains of Solitude
Where light is forbidden
Laid the Unspeakable Ones
Into the swamps of Isolation
In perpetual lethargy
Rest the Primitive Horrors
The Primitive Horrors

I saw the Tyrants who lived in the past
Walking enchained, crawling on their knees
Approaching to the inexorable
Falling in the depths of chaos
Eons have gone, drowned in time
But it still are, ageless
Unmoved and cold, veiled by mystery
In perpetual lethargy
Rest the Primitive Horrors
The Primitive Horrors