The stars align
To usher in an evil
Beyond what you or i
Can scarcely comprehend

Beneath the fathoms
Of crushing darkness
The dread god lies entombed
Not dead but dreaming

Not dead but dreaming
Rise! Priest of desolation

This blackened spirit
In servitude to you
Will heed your demon call
From afar
Offering human sacrifice
To gain your favour
Be spared the terrors
And be devoured first

Oh, great old prophet
Consume my soul

Have mercy on this spirit
Have mercy on this soul
Ingest this human body
And send it straight to hell

I carve your sign in my flesh
I slake the virgin blood
I desecrate the altars
Of every lesser god