In dark voids of my mind, illusions haunted me
They sang to me in tongues, about things beyond death's realm
Painless and bloodless, lies a dissected corpse before me
Weeping no speaking of warped ways meant not to man
Testing the dark fire, it burns me, but freezes my soul
Lost and damned, I pray upon you...
Yog-Sothoth, the gate and the key
Unleash my soulself now, into a whirlpool I drown.
Shub-Niggurath, the gost of the woods
Grant me a spawn of hate to be a seal of my fate
Tsathoggua: "Formless you'll be", Taddith have mercy on me.
Shaggal, will punish all of thee
Ancient gods, the arcane hate
Taught me the ways of sight, all the malevolent
Darken, thy ways, twisted soul, so foul
Faith inborn, dismal to unknown
Desolate and cursed is the path of your morbid thoughts
Shattered in dust, pale remains of you
The dead manifest is tortured forms of flesh
Naked and blinded in fall upon their feet
Knowledge forsaken in fear for my life
Rotting choir chests in dry, dusty voices...
Yog-Sothoth, the gate an the key... all the malevolent
My psyche torn apart and soul fed to the goat
Dismembered of all hope, in a lake of blood I float

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