I Hath Dreamed Black and Grim, Desolate Visions
Of the Pre-Human Serpent Folk [bad word] with Long-dead Reptiles,
Silently Watching Through the Ages in Cold, Curious Apathy..
The Unending Sorrows and Suffering of an Abysmal Humankind...

I Dare Not Again Surrender to the Deep Sleep Which Ever Beckons Me.
Lest I in Dread Shudder at the Nameless Things,
That May at this Very Moment Be Crawling and Lurking

At the Slimy Edges of My Conciousness,
Slithering Forth from the Bowels of Their Infernal Pits,
Worshipping Their Ancient Stone Idols and Carving Their Own Detestable Likenesses On Subterranean Obelisks of Blood-soaked Granite.

[One of my favorite Nile's guitar solo]

I Await the Day When the Claws of Doom Shall Rise
To Drag Down in Their Reeking Talons the Weary and Hopeless Remnants of a Jaded, Decayed, War-despairing Mankind
Of a Day When the Earth Shall Open Wide and the Black, Bottomless, Yawning Abyss Engulfs the Arrogant Civilizations of Man
Chthonic Retribution Shall Ascend
Amidst Universal Pandemonium and Those Who Slither and Crawl Shall Rise Again Once More to Inherit the Earth