Lyrics:
In the steaming morassOf a newborn earthLies the formless massWhich to all gave birthIn a sea of sludgeOf immense extendLies the thoughtless massWhich is source and endWe all must followInto her voidTo her fetid wombWe all returnHer voiceless howlResounds through timeFrom primal mudAnd fenses foulA limbless thingMindless and coarseThis wretches guiseIs end and sourceWe all must followInto her voidTo her fetid wombWe all returnFall through the aeonsOnward to the earth in it's primeFall through the aeonsBecoming the spawnOf the great old slime