An ancient ceremony upon
midsummer's night
Shapes pent in hell
on the ebon temple rise
Cause, I followed
all the strange rites
I learned the elder myths
I saw it amongst the dancers
in the coiling mist
The Black Monolith!
And as the crescendo
of this celebration stopped
I saw upon the stone
their squat amorphous god.
(Chorus)
The spire of a fortress
from out of deepest time
Reminds us all that man
is not the master of his mind.
(Chorus)
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