Verse 1) Beneath the hive where the black wings beat, Beelzebub sits on a throne of meat. The Lord of the Flies in a kingdom of rot, Taking the souls that the world has forgot. He whispers of hunger and tastes of the feast, The king of the insects, the breath of the beast. (Chorus) Oh, the names are written in shadow and bone, From the burning abyss to the ivory throne. Creatures of twilight and lords of the deep, They walk in our waking and haunt all our sleep. (Verse 2) In the gardens of silk where the red lanterns glow, Asmodeus waits for the spirits to go. A crown on his head and a heart made of fire, He feeds on the longing and fuels the desire. Then comes Belial, the prince of the lie, With a silver-tongued promise and hollowed-out eye. He breaks every bond and he shatters the seal, For nothing he offers is ever quite real. (Chorus) Oh, the names are written in shadow and bone, From the burning abyss to the ivory throne. Creatures of twilight and lords of the deep, They walk in our waking and haunt all our sleep. (Bridge) Hear the thunderous sound as the unicorn nears, Amdusias sings to the beat of our fears. His voice is the storm and his claws are the rain, A symphony written in terror and pain. While out from the desert, the hot winds arise, With Pazuzu’s wings and his canine-starved eyes. The king of the drought and the breath of the sand, He carries the fever across all the land. (Outro) Five names in the darkness, five shadows that fall, The lords of the ruin who answer the call. Beelzebub, Asmodeus, Belial too, Amdusias, Pazuzu—they’re looking for you.
