Dead But Dreaming Lyrics - Legion - Deicide

Out of my mind into a world between 

In search of the ancient artistry 

Lord Kur, before your sword I see 

The house of death is opening 

Hanging from their primal sleep 

Forbidden to be seen 

Spirit of the elder gods 

Are dead but must live on 

Still to life and yet they breathe 

Dead but dreaming 

Lords of the world within the space between 

Wandering receivers of a sacrifice 

Lord Kur, beyond your throne you sleep 

Beneath the seven cities dead 

Encased in silent tombs 

Immortally exhumed 

Spirit of the elder gods 

Are dead but must live on 

Still to life and yet they breathe 

Dead but dreaming 

As I smear my blood on thy sword 

Through the gates into lands I know not 

On the road where none have returned 

Come to life, Oh lords of black earth 

Screaming ancient incantations 

Sleep unbinded by my sight 

Dead but dreaming, darkloads waking 

From the house of death set free