Abgott - Book 3: The Eye Yog-Sothoth lyrics

The Beings hearth has no limits No devils no demons in the night contemplated By drowned sages in hate whirls terror Knowledge of the High Race crossing the Threshold Called from a distance of immemorial eons. No life no dead no time no theories I had follow your way towards us Before you know I felt you to arrive to our own existence Upon the unbounded cave threshold Show Tomb Yog-Sothoth inconceivable only monstrous Carnal trouble obscene and absurd geometry With new blasphemous laws Flautes too much acute, too much graves played by lunatic. Insane Inside deep cave. Obsessive, chaotic, oppressive Qui la porta convessa di diamante nero It opens wide on the abyssal endless Space from the eternal blasphemous spaces Leng blasphemous tangle held in life and existence by a Will Thinking and holding it The Guide a throne in our Eternity border line A day spheres will be in propitious