(Intro - Deep, resonant drones. Watery sounds. Distant, echoing calls.)
(Verse 1)
Old docks creaking, mist on the bay,
Whispers of things unseen by day.
Fishermen muttering, eyes cold and strange,
"Something's awakening, a terrible change."
Tides pull harder, a current unseen,
To depths no mortal has ever been.
Low, guttural chant, from under waves,
Calling souls from watery graves.
(Pre-Chorus)
Ocean's heart pounds, slow and vast,
Secrets from ages, designed to outlast.
Water heavy, air thick with dread,
Silent communion, inside my head.
(Chorus - Slow, pulsating beat like tides. Deep, churning bass. Eerie synths. Distorted, water-logged whispers: "Dagon... Fhtagn... Below...")
Call of the Deep Current! Pulling me down!
To the sunken city, in the lost town!
Father Dagon rising, from slumber profound,
Ancient eyes watching, with hunger unbound!
Feel pressure building, inside and out,
No escape from terror, no reason to doubt!
My flesh starts to ripple, vision grows dim,
Answering the Call of the Deep Current from him!
(Verse 2)
Lights in town, flicker and fade,
Shadows stretch monstrous, dark parade.
They gather on shore, scales on skin,
Deep Ones emerging, letting horror in.
Eyes glow with malice, fish-like design,
Part human, part something, a monstrous sign.
My own skin clammy, a strange, creeping chill,
Ancient compulsion demands to fulfill.
(Pre-Chorus)
Ocean's heart pounds, slow and vast,
Secrets from ages, designed to outlast.
Water heavy, air thick with dread,
Silent communion, inside my head.
(Chorus - Beat intensifies, gurgling sounds, unsettling synths.)
Call of the Deep Current! Pulling me down!
To the sunken city, in the lost town!
Father Dagon rising, from slumber profound,
Ancient eyes watching, with hunger unbound!
Feel pressure building, inside and out,
No escape from terror, no reason to doubt!
My flesh starts to ripple, vision grows dim,
Answering the Call of the Deep Current from him!
(Bridge - Music to deep drones, watery effects. Heavy thumps. Sense of being underwater.)
Surface fading, a distant gleam,
Lost to abyss, lost to the dream.
No air in lungs, yet I still breathe,
Ocean transforms, starts to enwreathe.
(Build-up of distorted sounds, rising pressure, quickened gurgles.)
(Chorus - FINAL EXPLOSION - Full force. Crushing bass. Rapid gurgles, chaotic whispers, submerged feeling.)
Call of the Deep Current! Pulling me down!
To the sunken city! In the lost town!
Father Dagon rising! From slumber profound!
Ancient eyes watching! With hunger unbound!
Feel pressure building! Inside and out!
No escape from terror! No reason to doubt!
My flesh starts to ripple! Vision grows dim!
Answering the Call of the Deep Current from him!
(Outro - Music fades to deep drones, distant, slow splashes, fading to silence.)
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