From the old cave, the beast awakes
The ground moves, the earth shakes
Years have gone by without number
He awakens from eternal slumber
Who has yet to see the wretched thing kill
Nothing to gain and nothing to fulfill
If only, just to end your pitiful life
Claws of green with no end in sight
Who will dare
In the house of stares
Skeletal bones
Wherever they roam
Who lives in the house of stares
Blood remnants in a room so bare
Cold iron clash on a starless sky
They smile, laughing, as they watch you die