Letra da Música Chapter VIII : Operation: Get The Hell Out Of Here de The Darkest Of The Hillside Thickets

It took the night just to find the place. A minor quirk in the navigation. I’m so confused that I don’t know if I’m coming or goin’
The tiny rock wasn’t on the map. I’m at a loss for an explanation.
So confused I don’t know if I’m coming or going.
We hit the shore, then we poked around, and then we saw the configuration. A rubble-strewn architrave clearly marked the way. And every cap had the same design - the hieroglyphs that I saw inside my dreams. Those glyphs, those dreams.
Now listen up, it’s important information, but the commodore was having none of it. Take your time, take your toll, everything’s under control. Execute Operation: Get the Hell Out of Here
We could see something underneath. We set the charge for the excavation. We had the cranky demolition monkeys coming and goin.’ We blew a crack in the massive trap door, and that’s when I made the correlation yeah. Oh it’s by design!
It’s gonna be alright, It’s gonna be alright, It’s not gonna be alright.
I got possessed at the perfect time for it to act on its information. The only thing that could know what was coming and going. It didn’t come down to open it. A million lifetimes to check that it stays sealed…. Goddamn – oh no!
Now listen up, it’s important information, but the commodore was having none of it. Take your life, take your soul, Everything’s out of control. Execute Operation: Get the Hell Out of Here