The Gods of the stars are seven

Their have their seven gates

They are approached by seven seals

And seven material essences



The Zonei



The seven deadly sins

The curse of seven oaths

The fear and seven names

The pride of seven Gods



For time is short and mankind doesn't know

Nor understand the evil that awaits

From every side, from every open gate,

From every broken barrier by mindless acolyte



I learned of the frightful beings who dwell

Beyond the astral spirits who keep the entrance

To the temple of the lost of the ancient of days

The ancient of the Ancient Ones, whose names I cannot

say now



I have heard the winds of doom

And I have felt the breath of unreal horror

I have retained in memory

Impossibilities in their reality

I have seen the glimmer of utmost truth

In that wilderness of madness

I came to understand many things

Of which before I had no knowledge

But after thousand moons of journey

My fate is no longer writ in the stars

And now I predict fear for your flesh

But fear for your spirit more



I've spoken with all manners of spirits

Whose shadows are deep in beyond

I've talked to some kinds of deamons

Whose names are no longer known

I've walked the unknown lands

That no map has ever charted

I've seen the stone monuments

Of vanquished civilizations



The habitation of men are seen and surveyed

By that ancient race of Gods from a time before time

And I know they seek revenge for that forgotten fight

Somewhere in time and space, beyond the streams of

light

Oh, in the days before the creation of man

When the Elder Gods walked their celestial spheres

There was a time when the gate to the out