Testo: Lordes Werre. Dark Waters Stir.

Past the shadowed planes
Invisible during Daystar
Body of all Impiety

Through tenebrous dismal fogs
Between the distant shrines
Lays the iniquitant pool
Nourishing the haunted woodlands

Three rivers lead to this
Black ocean of the night
Dark shining surging sea
Seen only in moonlight

Black cities submerged by time
Tombs of ancient gods
The dark waters stir

Cyclone above the spume
Dropping souls in the waves
Undercurrent pulling them in
Vampirism robs the essence

Spectres and ghouls above
Serpents unseen lurk below
Ghostly ships on the surface
All phantoms of these phathoms

Rancid breath-taking stench
Sea of the black earth
The dark waters stir

Ghastly screams, eerie voices
Creatures beneath the billows
Horrid faces of death
Anxiously waiting in time

Absu lies, Cthulu sleeps
Lords of these depths
Plumed one of the gate
Awaits on the unseen shore

Here is where the dead swim
Lagoon of the obscure
The dark water stir

The waters retain all evil