Cult of Starry Wisdom - Sulphur Aeon

I fix upon a whispering light…

A shimmering stone

A gate of night

With mesmerized eyes

I await his call

Messenger of Father Azathoth

Pale faces align

In hypnotic trance

Malevolent hands

Are being raised!

Voices soar through the eldritch halls

Of the cadaverous church

Shine

Trapezohedron!

Embrace me in thine glowing trance!

Bless me with thine arcana!

A crystalline gate to the stars…

Far from the Moon

And from Mars

Ancient soil—deserts of Yuggoth

Herein reigns the race of the Mi-Go

Shine

Trapezohedron!

Embrace me in thine glowing trance!

Bless me with thine arcana!

Iä, Iä

Nyarlathotep!

I yearn to be thine servant—

Speak through me!

Iä, Iä

Nyarlathotep!

I call forth ye

Oh thousand-faced god