What can wait forever isn't dead
And in the long run, even death dies
The ancients were, the ancients are
The ancients will be
They walked in this world
After knowing the kingdom of the stars
And the stars will pre-announce their coming
But before then the day of men will be passed
They'll descent through the door, they'll break the seats
And their claws will free
Themselves from the ancient vice
They'll find the way in the labyrinth of time
'cause for Yog-Sothoth time is only one thing
So they'll go back and reign where they reigned once
And their oaths will contaminate the earth
Oh, poor wretch you flatter yourself
That you exploit their immense strength
And their dirty power. Count the seasons
Observe the sun and the stars
And when you have risen the stones
And implored their power
That will be the door through which
You can call them out of time and space
So you will see ever-burning malign flames
But you won't know the striking hand
And the destroying soul
'Cause they come without a face
And men don't know their forms
But be cautious in acting so that the tentacles of darkness
Can't penetrate your soul
As the man who was too daring
Lost his vital force
And chaos appeared to his mind