| I hearken to the grisly murmer of nameless fiends | 
| Black jaws drooling blasphemy | 
| Beyond the witch-song, darkly sweet | 
| The wyrm-horn sounds cross Dagon’s mere | 
| Shadow-gate (portal to the Black Pyramid) yawns wide, beckoning… | 
| Spells scrawled in blood and frosty rime | 
| Squamous god encoils the onyx shrine | 
| (by the bleeding stone) I am enraptured by ophidian eyes | 
| Pungent odour of engorged flesh | 
| Vaults of eon-veiled horror | 
| Embraced by delerium, witches' balms anoint me | 
| Veils of frost entwine me in the haze of baleful moon-cursed dreams | 
| I hear the High Ones whispering ancient spells in the long-dead tongues | 
| There is the gleam of blackened steel in the flickering torchlight | 
| And I embrace the balm of sublime forgetfulness… | 
| By the blaze of the burning skulls | 
| Beneath the Well of the Black Flame | 
| In the vaults of the dreaming gods | 
| Shackled to the slime-smeared bleeding stone | 
| Squamous orbs, black sword, drink deep, blood oath | 
| Supine shapes dancing in the mist | 
| (Serpent-tongued) priestess bares her pale flesh | 
| Shadows crawl to the sundered stones | 
| The Eternal Fiends exult in rapture | 
| Tomb-worms bloat on carnal blood | 
| Trickling onto wraith-carved stone | 
| Dark laughter echoes through the vaults | 
| Black-winged, cruel as envenomed steel | 
| In the Well of Black Flame, squamous shapes writhe | 
| A dark tide of shadows follows me | 
| Ravening fiends unleashed to feed | 
| Incantations pour in torrents from my lips… | 
| Wraiths and fiends whirl to my bidding… | 
| Horrors 'neath the pyramid |