Across the eternal seas of infinity
And beyond the blackest oceans of times
The mighty Ancient Ones lie dead but dreaming
Awaiting silently beyond the gates
They were, They are, and They shall be
The Gods of the Abyss
Behold the crawling chaos
That calls beyond the stars
Upon the oldest desert are gateways
In the form of whirling columns of iridescent dust
In the day they resemble dancing pillars
And by night glowing spires
When the rays of the seven venerated stars
Shine in their position
The ancient curse will awake
From its primordial slumber
At their return
Mankind shall bow their heads
And serve them as lords
The prayers of the prophets
Shall not prevail against them
Neither crescent nor cross nor star
Can forestall their approach
When once again the heavens align
And the gate is opened
They were, They are, and They shall be
The Gods of the Abyss
Behold the crawling chaos
That calls beyond the stars
The legacy of the Ancient Ones
Upon the oldest desert are gateways in the form
Of whirling columns of iridescent dust
In the day they resemble dancing pillars
And by night glowing spires
When the rays of the seven venerated stars
Shine in their position
The ancient curse will awake
From its primordial slumber
From the dark stars they came before mankind existed
Unseen and loathsome
They descended to primal earth
Beneath the oceans they brooded while ages past
Till seas gave up the land whereupon the swarmed
They were, They are, and They shall be
The Gods of the Abyss
Behold the crawling chaos
That calls beyond the stars