The oldest and strongest emotion of mankind is fear And the oldest and the strongest kind of fear Is fear of the unknown
I dream of the day when they shall rise And drag is down to the depths below I dream of the day when the land shall sink And the sea enslaves us all
For I have drifted endlessly Beneath the scorching sun And felt the despaired solitude Before those stygian depths Climbed through the pitch Black realms of darkness And survived the fathomless Chaos of eternal night
See the nightmares made flesh As they rise from the corners of this earth To witness the monolith of death Made before man was born
In my thoughts, in my dreams Madness is haunting me In my thoughts, in my dreams Dagon is staring me In my thoughts, in my dreams Enslaved by morphine In my thoughts, in my dreams
Ask yourself why the stars are not right Desire to feel firgetfulness of death
In my thoughts, in my dreams Lies my drugged sanity In my thoughts, in my dreams
We all must bow before the idols cast in stone As the great flood wipes with tides of black The end is coming – monolith now shines death No more man... as the sea covers the earth
Ask yourself why the stars are not right Desire to feel firgetfulness of death
In my thoughts, in my dreams Enslaved by Dagon In my thoughts, in my dreams