(Verse 1) Deep beneath the ruins of Enloydom’s pride, Where the sunlight is banished and the shadows hide. The earth has been hollowed by hammers of hate, To build a new palace, to seal Enorl's fate. Erik moves like a ghost through the vents in the stone, To the heart of the pit where the magma is blown. There sits Olxyos, on a throne made of night, sprawl in embers, far from the light. (Pre-Chorus) The drums of the deep start a rhythmic beat, As the lords of the Hollow Earth take their seat. They speak in a tongue that sounds like the grind, Of mountains collapsing on all of mankind! (Chorus) The Obsidian Throne! Where the magma flows red, Where the plans for the surface are whispered and spread! "The Sun is a thief!" Olxyos cries to the sky, "The giants now are here, and the humans shall disappear" He reaches for power, he reaches for old, To turn the blue heavens to ash and to gold! The Obsidian Throne! (Verse 2) He reveals the "Core-Key," a fragment of sun, Stolen from the roots before time had begun. "With this," roars the Warlord, "we crack the crust wide, There’ll be no more mountains for humans to hide! We’ll flood the green valleys with rivers of fire, And build us a kingdom that rises up higher!" Erik watches in horror, the truth now is clear, The Nephilim aren't raiding—the End-Times are here. (Bridge) (The music turns slow, atmospheric, and terrifying) A sea of giants... a forest of spears. A plan that has waited a ten-thousand years. The Nephilim Warlord raises the Key, "The surface belongs to Nephilims !" (The choir erupts into a booming chant: DE PROFUNDIS! EX HOLLOW!) [Solo Section: A duel between a deep, growling Bass Guitar and the Electric Violin—representing the tension of Erik] (Verse 3) A loose stone falls... a giant turns 'round, The scent of a human is caught on the ground! He throws a flash-vial of Enloydom’s light, Blinding the giants in the temple of night. He flees through the tunnels as the ceiling comes down, Escaping the heart of the Nephilim town! (Chorus) The Obsidian Throne! Where the magma flows red, Where the plans for the surface are whispered and spread! "The Sun is a thief!" Olxyos cries to the sky, "The giants now are here, and the humans shall disappear" He reaches for power, he reaches for old, To turn the blue heavens to ash and to gold! The Obsidian Throne! (Outro) The secret is known... The Core-Key is real... The fate of the world... Is under their heel. Lord of the Sword! Run to the mountains! Run! (Sound of a collapsing tunnel and the roar of a frustrated Warlord)
