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And a thousand moons have passed
The wolves scream my cursed name
I can feel the power that comes from the abyss
The horror that lurks creeps out of the Dark Lord.


From the dead world they crawl
Black, Horned and slender.
Commanding grimly cryptic winds
They come in chaotic black clouds
Full of impure tenebrous legions.


Mission is complete, the infernal gates have been opened
Triumph of the Ancient Ones
Demons arise upon the altar of madness
Triumph of the Ancient Ones
Evil spirits spit flames and roar like thunder
Triumph of the Ancient Ones
They come from chaos, I summoned my first ancestors
Triumph of the Ancient Ones

Lammashta opened his terrible jaws
The hosts of Ereskigal sort of sacrifice rituals
Azag-Thoth laughs wildly on his throne
Cthulhu raises its head and seen through the veils of the abyss.

The gods do not grant us death!

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