We are the lost ones of a time before time
We are the burning pain upon souls of men
We are the iniquitous children born of Earth
We are standing at the foundations of Chaos
Know that man was spawned from the blood of Kingu
Commander to the hordes of the dreadful Ancient ones
And know now that man does possess his baneful spirit
This the cold seed of rebellion against those Elder gods
And blood of man is the blood of vengeance
And blood of man is the spirit of vengeance
And power of man is power of the Ancients
And let it be known that this is the covenant
Know that man holds the sign, the shape and the number
By which he may summon the stale blood of his parents
And know that this is the covenant created by Elder gods
Man is the key in which the gate may be again flung wide
Such as man is the key
By which the ancient ones
may seek their vengeance
Upon the mighty Cthulhu
Whom lies between worlds
And does truely call death
To those in realm of men
As they are keys of demise
[- Of Cephalomancy and Mystic Etchings - 8:25]
As Marduk lies.. Dreaming
A vision of chaos..
Filled with dread.. Fear
Awaken to see.. Dreams
Cthulhu lying upon bodies of men
Upon time to cross..
Saw burning.. Gods
Upon corpse of Tiamat
Sixty times water of life
As she may call to Ancient gods
Hearken Tiamat! and know as i speak this unto you i am he whom hath restored
your life. Go forth unto your Ancient bretherin and speak unto them i have seen
their faces in death. With all powers of Cephalomancy i have conjured visions
of the futre and it is one of unlife. Know that the mighty Cthulhu shall consume all
and all shall be as dead
