Alien ode, void of filth Burning black blasphemy In the lair of cosmic death Staring out of morbid gulfs Nebulous, unseeing eyes Blind from the blackened depths Death - under the sea Death - out of the skies Oceans of pure black light Behold the old ones rise Upon black winds Their breath it rides The celestial void The cosmic law of evil Calling forth, lords of doom Morbid horde, crowned in chaos Masters of the art of death To bleak us with their lurid kin Infest us with their evil stench To writhe in our sacred flesh Death - under the sea Death - out of the void Oceans of pure black light Behold the old ones rise Upon black winds Their breath it rides The celestial void The cosmic law of evil Of pure chaos born By the turning of the cosmos From the realms of madness In unholy distortion Of pure chaos born By the turning of the cosmos From the realms of madness In unholy distortion