Asphyx - For They Ascend

Where silence reigns and blackened is the day

Lurking deep down in a watery grave

An entity awaits its hundreth prey

As its only satisfaction is to maim

Many trophies, proving its skill

Disturbing the peace of a quite day

Or to strike at a stormy, rough night

Cutting the life-string and they`ll bleed to death

It sneaks up from the cold depths of the upmost darkness

With patience, restrained bloodlust, yet eager to defy
Silent and determinated to reach out, cut-throat

Unsuspected, invisible, waiting, nocturnal curse

Prey in sight, lust for attack

The time has come to strike with strength

Releasing the harbringers of doom

Following their trail towards death

A violent explosion, disintegrated to the core

Debris descending from the darkened sky

Breaking of the spine, bursting of the skin

Another kill has been made