Black Temple (NZ) : Ritual - Invocation
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1. CULTE DES GHOULES
(Instrumental)
2. THE BLACK TEMPLE
Dying sun, a feeble glow,
A red star rises
No hope left for us,
We congregate
Black Temple
Ancient Rites
Black Temple
Blood Sacrifice
Black Temple
Ancient Rites
Black Temple
We Sacrifice...
3. RITUAL - INVOCATION
Crimson robes
Rise from open tombs
Coffin lids
Chanting
As the Black Shape gathers
Now
Drug filled trance
Cultist's dance...
4. INNSMOUTH
Cast the stones
Begin the ritual
From the sea they come
For tribute
Innsmouth bride
Cold desire
Endless vistas of submerged monoliths
Return to the sea
5. XV. ANTARKTOS
"Deep in my dream the great bird whispered queerly
Of the black cone amid the polar waste;
Pushing above the ice-sheet lone and drearly,
By storm-crazed aeons battered and defaced.
Hither no living earth-shapes take their courses,
And only pale auroras and faint suns
Glow on that pitted rock, whose primal sources
Are guessed at dimly by the Elder Ones.
If men should glimpse it, they would merely wonder
What tricky mound of Nature's build they spied;
But the bird told of vaster parts, that under
The mile-deep ice-shroud crouch and brood and bide.
God help the dreamer whose mad visions shew
Those dead eyes set in crystal gulfs below..."
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