[Intro]
Black water breathing,
lanterns in the mist.
A thousand mouths were praying,
and the lake began to twist.

[Verse 1]
We came to the shore with hunger in our bones,
with drow horns fading far behind.
We came for a map and a road through the dark,
for a name the water might find.

The village was whispering through fishbone and rope,
through shell, through net, through mud.
The Sea Mother wept in her crayfish crown,
while the Deep Father drank in blood.

[Pre-Chorus]
Ploopploopeen cried warning,
but the drums had learned to crawl.
Bloppblippodd raised her broken faith,
and the black lake answered all.

[Chorus]
Demogorgon, rise from below,
two heads crowned in undertow.
Red eyes burning where no stars shine,
madness walking out of brine.

Demogorgon, hear them scream,
tear the prayer out of the dream.
The Darklake opened, the village was gone,
and the deep sang Demogorgon.

[Verse 2]
Shuushar stood where his people knelt,
peace in a world gone wrong.
He had walked us home through stone and fear,
but home did not last long.

The roar split faith from flesh and breath,
and silence broke its spine.
Some ran in terror, some laughed and bled,
some died without a sign.

Glooglugogg fell in the shadow of scale,
Ploop’s grief was dragged through mud.
Bloppblippodd called a god from the deep,
and found only teeth and flood.

[Pre-Chorus]
The altar cracked, the lanterns swung,
the nets became a snare.
No priest could bind what rose from the lake.
No prayer could hold it there.

[Chorus]
Demogorgon, rise from below,
two heads crowned in undertow.
Red eyes burning where no stars shine,
madness walking out of brine.

Demogorgon, hear them scream,
tear the prayer out of the dream.
The Darklake opened, the village was gone,
and the deep sang Demogorgon.

[Bridge]
Run with the corpse, run with the map,
run with the names of the dead.
Run with the ash-priest dragging the broken,
run where the black waters spread.

Run with the myconid, run with the gnome,
run while the old docks groan.
Run from the thing that answered the call,
run, but you are not alone.

Because far in the mist,
where the lake has no shore,
one head is laughing,
and one head wants more.

[Final Chorus]
Demogorgon, rise from below,
two heads crowned in undertow.
Red eyes burning where no stars shine,
madness walking out of brine.

Demogorgon, hear them scream,
tear the prayer out of the dream.
The Darklake opened, the village was gone,
and the deep sang Demogorgon.

[Outro]
Black water breathing,
lanterns drowned in foam.
We came to Sloobludop seeking a road,
but the deep thing followed us home.