Amongst creations of our dreams  Maze of Zin exist for ages  The enter for the gate is silver  It is your light, defence and guide  All thou looking for in life  Everything is lost in Zin  Great hall hidden for profanes  The throne hewn is stone  Might was right and shall it be  If it is your wish  The maze of Zin has lot of portals  Which leads thou to other spheres  Where no time, shape or colour dwells  Path to R'lyeh can be found  Requisite is your wish  Eternal burdens beyond dimensions  Yore the rulers of the earth  If thou reach ultimate destination  All secrets of the Old Ones  Spectral visions, insane mind  Will become your life  Ancient knowledge yet does not exist  Cause it is only our future  Hag- ridden dream without end  This is our subjective imprecation  Psycho- magic microcosm  Gift from inner space