Face of Oblivion

Ghosts of forever ride the pale twilight Teller of the tale lives beneath the ice Shadow of the haunter creeps within our sight As we lay sleeping, horror Shunned dead city in the acrid cold Thawed out the specimens as the blood unfolds Blasts uncover terrors that shouldn't be Elder race lives, Arkham Expedition through the titan mountains Sepulcher unveils beings arcane Things uncovered make the men insane Embrace our madness The blood I shed for you was divine So turn you head and leave it denied I call your name in the cold of the night Now, you've become the serpent's spine