Hostile spores carried by impetuous stellar winds
A deadly seed from the abyss of the cosmic void
Fleeing shapes embrace the torn horizon
Pale light radiates above the twisting mass!
Strange sounds reverberate in pools of the slain
Abhorrent sigils, burnt into the minds of man!
Thou hast become death, Azathoth
Destroyer of this world and beyond
Chaos!
Hammer from the howling void, hm
His flute sang the song of the summon
The sky was split by his frenzied rage
Silence whispered of their birth
Torn skies shine down on our ruins
So thou other rules, so have become death, Azathoth
Destroyer of this world and beyond
Chaos!
Hammer from the howling void!
The radiance of his madness
Like eyes of the sun
Bearing the immense weight of the cosmos
That is drooling from his infinite substance
Thrust forth madness
Into the hearts of the weak!
The sound of broken flutes soar from the skies
Ancient hatred hurled upon the unexpecting kind!
Spat forth, by singing winds from the stars!
Venomous wormholes, no salvation
Hostile transition into a sulfurous aeon!
Thou hast become death, Azathoth
Destroyer of this world and beyond
Chaos!
Hammer from the howling void!