Images Of Brickwork Sewers

Dark dismay and horror take me

I travel the tunnels alone

Getting used to solitude

Human worms stand in my way

I awaken the destruction in me

I’m the master of places underground

Bound to protect them forever

Dive into the wastewater, hollow daylight fools!

Know the truth and learn the rules of filthy halls and pools!

There I stride, my powers great

I speak with those I’ve created

Disposal Lord watches over the kingdom

Destinies interwoven in black patterns

The sewage plant is a home to noble lords

Son of Manhole Lids be my name

I’ve seen Lord Satan’s face at my birth

Still I do not bear his mark

Light reflects on sewer’s brick walls

The cursed vaults strenghtened with metal

Gray streams flush the human flesh away

Grim machines fight for art and dust

Cruel wars and endless battles stained the shadows

Each of the bricks remembers it

Witnesses of false gods embraced by mud

In blood and rust and gray they lay

Those places are called "zvradla" in every tongue

Places of death, watery grave of all things clean

There you’ll find countless bones of our foes

Though we’ve won the war, yet another one is brewing

The minds corrupt of foolish men drive them into our lair

The eyes of vaults and walls see all

Once again we call fellow sewer masters

Our kingdom rises ever stronger,

the truth, the truth lies in the filth