Now the Old Ones rise up from the deep From the silent Cyclopean keep Elder race to rule through time and space ‘Til dark oblivion’s cold fire embrace
Crawling chaos beckons terror’s reign Thousand eyes stare to the heart of pain Spiral down into the blackened tomb Embrace the world with tentacles of doom
Anywhere, any time I will bend your will to mine You will kneel; you will bow You are mine forever now
Primordial terror swallowing Bending, rending, ending everything Nothingness approaches ever faster Beast of burden now becomes the masterTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
