Cthonic ascension

 Sacred vows remain unbroken.
Secret words are never spoken.
We who hide within your world,
seldom seen and never heard.
Though we wield a godlike power
in hiding we await the hour.
The hour when we rise once more
breaking through the hidden door.
Like a stream we'll ascend to earth
she who spawned us, giving birth.
We are many. We are strong.
Don't oppose us. Sing our song!