Chant out the spell And give me life again I give substance to the worship of Cthulu For my hunger- like a passing light through me I was slain in sacrifice and risen again An ancient ritual From The book of the dead Let me hear the words, let the scripts be read Inked in blood and bound in human flesh Withholding evil prophesies for bringing forth the dead
(ch) I rule the kingdom of the damned Your soul will be mine Feeding on this loss of life At the stroke of midnight From the dark side of death Demonic ritual Blasphemous script invocation From the blasphemous prophet
In remembrance of Cthulu cold chills pierce my spine Remembering his barbaric ways, take a sip from the bloody wine He sleeps yet he does not sleep Seemeth dead yet he is not dead Uncontrollable fear of the horror ahead Resurrecting demons and calling on the dead
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Cthulu- lord of the underworld Come forth- so he may swallow your soul
The words have been spoken at this point of no return To call upon Cthulu means your soul shall forever burn