| The Lions Den |
| Locked deep beyond the gate Lost within the stars Realm of ancient ones Malignant ones Against the light Power of the blackened sky Hateful spawn "We are the chasm depths" Come forth ancient ones, Tiamat Kutulu Rise, greed the cursed with your wrath My enemies are yours Twist their minds with your spells Crush their souls With your infernal grasp A scorn from the Absu Kutulu snaps his jaws Cauldron burns and receives Crushing the voice of the tyrants Raise the horns in blasphemy |