Born in labyrinthine
Web of gangrene
Mind dark within
The human thoughts
It awakes
With its minions, Immortal
Violent attainment, conquer
Congregate
Hissing mewling newborns
Waiting to be heard
Dripping saps, darkened of deadly poison
Evoked by chants
From the book of the dead
Necromonicon
They whisper in awe
The old gods awake
Writhing mass
Unspeakable mysts
From ruins once possesed
Echoing from within the core of the earth
Sulphuric mass, draining
Crawling chaos underground
Beware, speak not
Nor whisper their names
For they hear
Will not content
Their mind with mere death
But drag you to deepest
Hell, and enjoy your screams and plea for mercy
They will never die
For they killed death
Even that may die
Caverns of cloying darkness
Fetid, dank domain
But call you their name and you thus doomed
Heed not
The Call of the Nameless Evil.