It's a secret mauled and mangled
In Shenandoah blood
Handed down by fathers and their kin
The only constant is the rivers flow
And the storm that floods the creek
When you wear the stain of a fathers fathers sin
The land has stayed so fertile
Despite the heavy human hands
Who tilled the earth until it finally bled
But the crops were always growing
And the livestock multiplied
But in our family's bones an ancient dread
The black pyramid rises
From the riverbanks red sand
Yeah it rises
As it calls across the land
And the siren in our blood
Will make us heed its call
The black pyramid rises
And the light begins to fall
There's a cipher in the stars
And hearts of howling fear
Stones resonate with otherworldly sounds
Our feet take steps without us
And the maelstrom clouds our minds
As the unholy drums inside begin to pound