I draw maps of the unseen, I transcribe the unheard
I worship the unknown, I translate incoherence into truth
Descriptions of impossible construction
Famished I wander the labyrinths
I speak in the tongues of the ancients that have possessed me That have possessed me Cryptic and callous riddles are presented to me
I curse the foes of reason
Lingering in the vast void of nothingness
This void being their consolation
This void being their consolation
I draw maps of the unseen, I transcribe the unheard
I worship the unknown, I translate incoherence into truth
Depictions of contorted demolition
I call forth the unhallowed
The ancient ones The ancient tongue
Consumed by distant calling I put myself to rest
The beast is raging forward In eternal rage
Cleft palate, forked tongue of the ancient ones