| During my last stellar journey
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| I finally met my master
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| Carefree
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| Face of the time leader
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| The omniscient, the eternal, the almighty
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| I cry, admiring my master
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| He who gave me the physical power
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| He who gave me the forbidden knowledge
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| By fertilizing my mother
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| Started on this earth his sacrilegious lineage
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| His filthy descent
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| Children of the clock
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| Children of the torment
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| To the stars the skywalk
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| «Yog-Sothoth knows the gate
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| Yog Sothoth is the gate
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| Yog-Sothoth is the key and
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| Guardian of the gate. |
| Past, present, future
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| All are one in Yog-Sothoth
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| He knows where the old ones
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| Broke through of old
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| And where they shall break through
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| Again. |
| He knows where
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| They have trod earth’s fields
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| And where they still tread
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| Them, and why no one can
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| Behold them as they tread.»
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| To find him my quest was long
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| I had to lie
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| Fighting those who were wrong
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| I had to die
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| Skinless
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| To know the words and join his darkness
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| In the futile and weak human dimension
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| Releasing his mass and globes in a deep sigh
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| Freeing himself from his wooden prison
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| He can finally fly under the night sky
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| Revealing his power
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| Crossing the plains to answer the call
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| Absorbing to satisfy his foul hunger
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| Across his path he leaves no wall
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| After sowing impure madness
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| In the minds of insignificant humans
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| My brother, you join me in nothingness
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| For our journey into the astral planes |