The Gods of the stars are seven Their have their seven gates They are approached by seven seals And seven material essences
The Zonei
The seven deadly sins The curse of seven oaths The fear and seven names The pride of seven Gods
For time is short and mankind doesn't know Nor understand the evil that awaits From every side, from every open gate, From every broken barrier by mindless acolyte
I learned of the frightful beings who dwell Beyond the astral spirits who keep the entrance To the temple of the lost of the ancient of days The ancient of the Ancient Ones, whose names I cannot say now
I have heard the winds of doom And I have felt the breath of unreal horror I have retained in memory Impossibilities in their reality I have seen the glimmer of utmost truth In that wilderness of madness I came to understand many things Of which before I had no knowledge But after thousand moons of journey My fate is no longer writ in the stars And now I predict fear for your flesh But fear for your spirit more
I've spoken with all manners of spirits Whose shadows are deep in beyond I've talked to some kinds of deamons Whose names are no longer known I've walked the unknown lands That no map has ever charted I've seen the stone monuments Of vanquished civilizations
The habitation of men are seen and surveyed By that ancient race of Gods from a time before time And I know they seek revenge for that forgotten fight Somewhere in time and space, beyond the streams of light Oh, in the days before the creation of man When the Elder Gods walked their celestial spheres There was a time when the gate to the outside Was open too long and the horror was one
The sight of the Ancient Ones Is a blasphemy to the mind Painful to senses of the man And it's a part of the cosmic dance For they come from another world That is not straight but crooked Be sure they will be back I know they will come soon