Nor is to be through
That man is either
The Oldest
Or the last of earths masters
Or that the common
Bulk of life and substance walks alone
The Old Ones were the Old Ones are
Not in the s***e we know
But between them
They walk serene and primal
Undimensioned and to us useen�
Yog-Sothoth knows the gate
Yog-Sothoth is the gate
Yog-Sothoth is the key
And the guardian of the gate
Past, present, future
All are one in Yog-Sothoth
Bulk of life and substance walks alone
They wait patient and potent
For here shall they reign again
That man is either
The Oldest
Or the last of earths masters
Or that the common
Bulk of life and substance walks alone
The Old Ones were the Old Ones are
Not in the s***e we know
But between them
They walk serene and primal
Undimensioned and to us useen�
Yog-Sothoth knows the gate
Yog-Sothoth is the gate
Yog-Sothoth is the key
And the guardian of the gate
Past, present, future
All are one in Yog-Sothoth
Bulk of life and substance walks alone
They wait patient and potent
For here shall they reign again