Onwards... Towards Kadath! - Sulphur Aeon

Enlightment lies beyond the horizon

Heading north, into the cold dead waste

Seeking the ones akin to the gods

Riding the waves to obsidian shores

Above the desolate plateau of leng

Wings of leather guide an abhorrent ride

In the glare of the moon’s pale flame

The shantak haunts the dismal night

Past nameless mysterious isles

Not dared to be spoken of

Vile howels crack the calm of the night

Far north, into the darkness

Freezing cold, inquanok in sight

Above the desolate plateau of leng

Wings of leather guide an abhorrent ride

In the glare of the moon’s pale flame

The shantak haunts the dismal night

In robes of silk the masked priest strides

His wisdom tells of lunar beasts

Of horns and hooves concealed from sight

And night gaunts their royal feast

Under the dome, into the vaults of zin

As sacrifice to the gift of death and escape

In pitch-black darkness, eyes forbidding sight

Abadon the haunting ruins of ancient sarkomand

Summoning calls, return to the isle

Ghoulish uproar and moonbeats collide

Above the desolate plateau of leng

Faceless demons on membrane-winged flight

In the glare of the moon’s pale flame

The night guants impale the silent skies

Onwards… towards kadath!

Onwards… towards kadath!

… towards kadath!