Falling asleep
In Ancestors ruins
Waiting for time
Waiting for rise

In dark Woods
Screaming for your call
Cry out to see
Elder signs on the walls

That is not dead
Which can eternal lie
And with strange aeons
Even death may die

Hastur
Nyarlatothep!
Azathoth
Ancient!

Oh we claim
Cutting their veins
Now in sorrow
Their flesh is condemned

Over your shadows
In a sacrifice
For your glory
We devote our lives

That is not dead
Which can eternal lie
And with strange aeons
Even death may die

Yogg Sototh!
Cthulhu!
Oh Dagon!

Ancient

Shine stars
Light our ways
Into the aligne
The mind will fade

Return from space
Emerge from sea
We need your blessing
The divine touch
We are blind fools

We need to see!