The Thing in the Deep

from Towards Haunted Shores by Herfst

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lyrics

Comrades, fellow sinners, libertines
Condemned to the obscure…
Under the banner of death we steered
towards these haunted shores…

Adrift across the ocean
An ebony swarming mass
Our vessel, a decrepit coffin
Above The Thing in the Deep

These waves, incessantly striking
Roaring, crashing… Everlasting
In tune with the thing in the deep
Shapeless it patiently sleeps

A shadow below us in slumber,
brooding, lying, into hiding
In tune with the thing in the deep
In icy waters, and chasms it leers

As the silence turned into a low thundering roar, deep below us
The Thing moved in macabre slow motion.
Directing the waves, a brooding symphony
A baneful stench poisoned the November skies…

Rain and thunder
Procreate
Storm and hail
Fornicate

Walls of water
Out of breath
Grotesque downpour
Waltz of death

A shadow below us in slumber,
brooding, lying, into hiding
In tune with the thing in the deep
In icy waters, and chasms it leers

And suddenly
Abaft the beam
It did arise, from the deep.

Ruthlessly, taunting me
Suddenly, adrift at sea.

Abhorrent, maleficent
Churning waves
Malcontent

Evoked
From netherworlds
Jet black darkness
Gave it birth

The thing in the deep
The thing in the deep
The thing in the deep
adrift at sea