The Return of the Lost Key

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