A Thousand Young - The Great Old Ones

Crossing the unknown space-time

You sow your infamous offspring

Annihilating the sublime

Through the woods

In which nothing can sing

The sordid broods

A thousand vile children

Follow your path

In the canyon

Of your interdimensional wrath

I hear people chanting

In this strange recording

Frantic and horrified, I hear people in hoards

Abject incantations, a call for their lords

The foul and disgusting stench

Of Shub-Niggurath

Invades the trench

And inflicts the oath

Spreading among the trees

The sound of hooves

Causes the universal unease

Visions of the black goat

Stealthy hallucinations

In the Eibon quote

Damnations

In the eyes of the witch

Disperses the trace of evil

Becoming to the abyss the bridge

To the cosmic order, upheaval