1. HAUNTING THE GRAVE OF THE UNHALLOWED

In the deep, dead of night
Figures twist, distorting in the light
This place no more is hallowed ground
My soul is black, my heart is stone.

Haunting the graves

Open tombs lay all around
The fires burning, the chanting loud
The preacher comes to bless the herd
The spell complete and my soul will burn

Haunting the graves

I will haunt your grave
Until the end of time
You will never escape me
For my evil finds
Your life is forfeit
Your soul is doomed
You will never escape me
Cos you're a fool, yeah baby.


2. THE DEZALZE HORROR

Four bodies, axe wounds to the neck and head
Writhing around in throes of death
One small child survives
But death shrouds her mind

His eyes burnt cold, no remorse
Calmly the poison dripped from his lips
Stripping all honour from his bones
Covering his soul in putrid shame

Hacking the ones I love to death
Is not something I'll regret
I will live this lie till I die
No one will ever see the horror lurking inside
The faceless laughing figure, the convenient myth

The blood still drips from the axe's tip


3. I CREATED GOD

Stabbing a pregnant women to death
Is the will of my lord and master
Smearing her blood along the walls
"Helter skelter" now beings the fake war.

Never did I raise or dirty my hand
All I did was ask a question
All I did was make them question
The meaning of their futile existence.

I created god

Hordes of brainwashed lsd freaks
Orgies held in the name of satan
I stood tall among the bastards
On the bodies of dead women and children

Never did I raise or dirty my hand
All I did was ask a question
All I did was make them question
The meaning of their futile existence.

I created god


4. THE CRAWLING CHAOS

I rode to flee the scene
Burning bodies, burning trees
Children bleeding on the ground
Breathe the smoke and breathe the clouds

I am the figure that you glimpse in the dead of night
I am the nightmare that lurks in your dreams
I am the terror that they warned you about
I am the bringer of darkness

The crawling chaos stretches across the land
Behold my countenance, I am cthulhu's hand

My name is of no import
My body is a rotting corpse
My eyes see only death
My mind is a wretched mess
My soul has long burnt away
His voice is all I obey
His will my soul's desire
Keep the fire growing higher

I am the figure that you glimpse in the dead of night
I am the nightmare that lurks in your dreams
I am the terror that they warned you about
I am the bringer of darkness

The crawling chaos stretches across the land
Behold my countenance, I am cthulhu's hand

Day of judgement's near
Now you know who you must fear
A writhing, shapeless deity
To feed on you is all he needs
Facing your deepest fears
An ocean rises up to clear
Away all the filth and scum
End of the world comes

I am the figure that you glimpse in the dead of night
I am the nightmare that lurks in your dreams
I am the terror that they warned you about
I am the bringer of darkness

The crawling chaos stretches across the land
Behold my countenance, I am cthulhu's hand


5. NO PRAYERS, NO FIRES

I made my way into the graveyard before dawn had broken
The hour of the witch was close at hand
I looked at the sky, he should be here soon
Little did I know what horror lay in wake for me

For what felt like hours I sat inside this cursed place
Not a flicker of light glinted on the faces of the dead
It was then I heard the cemetery gate unlatch
I turned around and saw the grounds fill with mist

No prayers, no fires

As I turned around I saw no figure waiting at the gate
Decaying smells began to fill the air
And it was then the wind began to tremble
And then I heard a rasping voice that chilled my very soul.

No prayers, no fires.


6. THE HUNT

The hunt begins
The dream is dying
The old blood sings
Amygdala descends

The hunt is drawing to a close
The howling voices come together as one
The dream is all I have left
Am I bound here for eternity?

The cobbled streets moan
Teeth gnashing in unison
Praise the good blood
And let us cleanse these tarnished streets

The hunt is drawing to a close
The howling voices come together as one
The dream is all I have left
Am I bound here for eternity?

Burnt and abandoned by men
The blood moon rises in the sky
The presence of the moon has sullied this city
The beasts will never be stopped

The workshop burns
The primordial call out to you
A chalice you must seek
Before all hope is lost