Lyrics Yog-Sothoth - Satanika

Yog-Sothoth

Twisting flesh, dead shall feast
Mental darkness, nameless cult
Demons of madness possessing your soul
Their horror so great it cannot be names
Twisting nerves, the dreaming dead
Amorphous creature, spawn of the night
That is not dead wich can eternal lie
And with strange aeons even death may die
Yog-Sothoth
Yog-Sothoth
Eater of souls
Eater of souls, he’s the gate, Yog-Sothoth, sees in darkness
There is life eternal within the eater of souls
He’s the all in one and one in all
Limitless being of space and time
There is a fate worse than death
Gloves of light
Protoplasmic flesh
Hideous horror
The nokious Yog-Sothoth