(Intro - Deep, rumbling bass. Unsettling, dissonant synths. Slow, heavy tribal drumbeat.)
(Verse 1)
Moon low, over twisted trees,
Shadows writhe in the rustling breeze.
Drawn by chanting, a rhythmic hum,
Into darkness, where few dare come.
Ancient stones circle, stained ground,
Unholy energy pulsing around.
Figures movin', frenzied array,
Waiting for something to rise and sway.
(Pre-Chorus)
Drumming intensifies, primal demand,
Earth itself reaches a hand.
Guttural chorus, twisted plea,
Calling to darkness, for all to see.
(Chorus - Heavy tribal drums frantic. Distorted animal vocal samples (bleating, guttural cries) over deep, echoing chants of "Iä! Shub-Niggurath!")
Grove of the Thousandfold, where darkness takes seed,
Black Goat of the Woods, fulfilling the creed.
Life bursts forth monstrous, squelch and strain,
Thousand young rising, through blood and pain.
Iä! Shub-Niggurath! Ancient ones call,
Fertile chaos, surrendering all.
Feel earth tremble, air thick and vile,
Grove of the Thousandfold, nature runs wild!
(Verse 2)
Roots grip soil, unnatural might,
Air vibrates, unholy light.
Forms shift, grotesque and obscene,
Writhing mass, terrifying scene.
Chanting louder, feverish pitch,
Something unnameable starts to bewitch.
Eyes glow in darkness, hunger and dread,
Countless young birthing, from earth's bed.
(Pre-Chorus)
Drumming intensifies, primal demand,
Earth itself reaches a hand.
Guttural chorus, twisted plea,
Calling to darkness, for all to see.
(Chorus - Drums fever pitch, more layers of distorted animal sounds and chaotic chanting.)
Grove of the Thousandfold, where darkness takes seed,
Black Goat of the Woods, fulfilling the creed.
Life bursts forth monstrous, squelch and strain,
Thousand young rising, through blood and pain.
Iä! Shub-Niggurath! Ancient ones call,
Fertile chaos, surrendering all.
Feel earth tremble, air thick and vile,
Grove of the Thousandfold, nature runs wild!
(Bridge - Music breaks to deep, pulsating bass, layered whispers. Squelching, unnatural growth prominent.)
Soil alive, with life not our own,
Cycle unending, grotesquely sown.
Mother birthing, infinite tide,
Where beauty's twisted, horrors reside.
(Build-up, chaotic primal energy.)
(Chorus - FINAL EXPLOSION - All elements full force. Overwhelming tribal percussion, animalistic vocals, frenzied chanting, dissonant synths.)
Grove of the Thousandfold, where darkness takes seed!
Black Goat of the Woods, fulfilling the creed!
Life bursts forth monstrous, squelch and strain!
Thousand young rising, through blood and pain!
Iä! Shub-Niggurath! Ancient ones call!
Fertile chaos, surrendering all!
Feel earth tremble, air thick and vile!
Grove of the Thousandfold, nature runs wild!
(Outro - Music fades. Deep, rumbling bass. Lingering distorted bleating, faint, echoing chants.)
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