Thy power may bless me Hear me now fearful One Thy wrath I exorcise Bestowed upon Thy foes Thy enemies, trembling Shall fall before Thee By spells of death And the horrors of Thy young
I writhe in hatred Come forth in the splendorous Crest of Thy wrath And show us Thy face
Manifest A burning maze of malevolent flesh Floating Spheres glowing with vigorous light Hooves and tentacles Swarm through the mist of ages Sacrifice To the shapeless, horrid Black cloudy mass
Horrors From the frontiers of creation Blasphemy The face behind the smile Blood flows warm And sacrifice is given The Shub-Niggurath The goat who breeds Beyond the groves of void
Let us do honour to Azathoth Without whose laughter This world should not be Let us do honour to Yog-Sothoth Without whose sign We ourselves should not be