By the zeal of the stars, thy will be done
Cryptically proud, the omnipresence holds the secret
Grace from which scornfully the radiant light
Has been ceased to be converted in triumphal gloominess
Too late to deny the weak!!!
Demigods wilt the solemn primal faith 'til never ever
The goal is near like was doomed so first of worldly creation
With a will my being suddenly grasps demise!!!
Grace from which scornfully the radiant light
Has been ceased to be converted in triumphal gloominess
Conqueror of the unchaste gulf will arise
Troops of fiends, waiting they are
For the appeal of mystery
To achieve victory upon the earthly life
Hail to thy, oh prime ones!!!
First one cosmic leaves me through
The tortuous ways of perdition
Shattering bells resound with disdain
And thirst for… Nyarlathotep
Demigods wilt the solemn primal faith 'til never ever
The goal is near like was doomed so first of worldly creation
In sinister Kadath I've dreamt
Thou wilt from within!!!
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