Necronomicon - Vader

The diary of insanity, the implacable call

Thrown into oblivion, thremendous revolt

Despair’s testimony of the servent of the Gods

The lair of the aversion and of the upcoming force

And I know the prophecy

And the essence of forgotten tales

And I feel external existence, let me tell you

Terryfing masterpiece, the book of black earth

For many years extinct weirdness

Lurking grief at the bottom of one’s mind

Forbidden art, it’s time to mortify

Myths and rituals from the darkest days

Inconceivable beings, the mystery of space

Primeval ilusions locked in the true images

It can’t be a delusion what awaits so many ages

And I know the prophecy

And the essence of forgotten tales

And I feel external existence, let me tell you

Final touch of the farthest curse

Fathomless knowledge, realm of madness

Wildest power on the highest throne

Beware of Necronomicon

Born from the power of ancient dream

Bequethed to our race, breeding an unknown fear

Holding his horrid conscience, awareness of times to

Come

Imbued with tribulation of predicted days

Immortal mind’s legacy written against inevitability

Improbable malevolence hidden in prophecies

Forseen anguish of mankind, things waiting to be

Unchained

Unavoidable sadness, the last part of the Ancient Ones