1. CULTE DES GHOULES

(Instrumental)


2. THE BLACK TEMPLE

Dying sun, a feeble glow,
A red star rises

No hope left for us,
We congregate

Black Temple
Ancient Rites
Black Temple
Blood Sacrifice

Black Temple
Ancient Rites
Black Temple
We Sacrifice...


3. RITUAL - INVOCATION

Crimson robes
Rise from open tombs
Coffin lids

Chanting
As the Black Shape gathers
Now

Drug filled trance
Cultist's dance...


4. INNSMOUTH

Cast the stones
Begin the ritual
From the sea they come
For tribute

Innsmouth bride
Cold desire

Endless vistas of submerged monoliths

Return to the sea


5. XV. ANTARKTOS

"Deep in my dream the great bird whispered queerly
Of the black cone amid the polar waste;
Pushing above the ice-sheet lone and drearly,
By storm-crazed aeons battered and defaced.
Hither no living earth-shapes take their courses,
And only pale auroras and faint suns
Glow on that pitted rock, whose primal sources
Are guessed at dimly by the Elder Ones.
If men should glimpse it, they would merely wonder
What tricky mound of Nature's build they spied;
But the bird told of vaster parts, that under
The mile-deep ice-shroud crouch and brood and bide.
God help the dreamer whose mad visions shew
Those dead eyes set in crystal gulfs below..."