The Great Old Ones have now appeared, in The Star Chamber
Denizens of The Ancient Ones, from the Black Grimoire
Transplutonic entities, from the Outer Gateways
Forbidden Wisdom, holds their hidden power
Awakened from, their dreaming state, Ophidian current, radiates
From the spells, I create, Guardians of, the Hidden Gate
Cosmic power reverberates, in the atmosphere
Dynamic energy concentrates, forming a portal
Transcendental consciousness, has awakened
As they begin to permeate, into the chamber
Awakened from, their dreaming state, Ophidian current, radiates
From the spells, I create, Guardians of, the Hidden Gate
The Return of The Lost Key
Concealed in the chamber beneath
By the spell I decree
The power to set them free
Now by the Sign of The Key
I have the power to change history
By the spell I decree
Now by the sign of the key
I have the power to change history.
Die By The Sign of The Key
I know I'm the chosen one, emissary to The Gods
Prepared by The Secret Chiefs, Adept to their forgotten ways
Bringing them forth through the Gate, stellar cult of the ancient race
Priest of The Ancient Ones, reclaimed to take their place
Manipulating the masses, to do their every bidding
Controlling all their senses, mindless slaves I'm guiding
Building unknown structures, where they'll be residing
Amassing war machines, to do all their fighting
Awakened from their dreaming state
Ophidian current radiates
From the spells I create
Guardians of the Hidden Gate
By the spells I decree, The Return of The Lost Key