Shifting silent shades  of seething thoughts abroad  Amuck in shallow graves  not of solid Earth  Silhouette charades  of cascading shattered walls  Confusing conscience craves  but we must not fall ...  At the first sign of light  We approached the once closed door  A gaping hole to that beyond  Where men should go no more  Descending stairs of icy stone  Carved by man himself  We built these frigid cavern halls  Where limbonic lives have crept  Chorus:  The seeds of the desolate  Sown in the blood of ourselves  The seeds of the desolate  Have we forever failed?  We stepped into that swallowing void  Exchanging life for death  Descending downward ever intent  Taking life from our fellow man  I speak to fragile forms in moving mass  To men with intent awry  To solid forms of Earthen mind  Whose burden equals mine