- The Calling of Shammash - 4:67    When skies did darken  It rose upon the breeze  Subdue the earth so violent  With blood upon the breeze  Unto eternal flames  Beyond the darkened seas  Shadows of lore crept  Death upon the breeze  Lucid death did consume entirely this realm upon the name thee malevolent   ancient Cthulhu. Skies of velvet night therefor uncalled by forms of eternal life   to the names of the Elders. The ancient ones do consume this plane once   more and hereby did make slaves of man. As were formed encompassing giant   shapes of the Ancient ones in praise of the new kings  Dark water turned red with life of men  And all men were pale with fear  Hear them call with pain.. this world will befall  In hopes dormant would awaken.. i lept from chains  Across land i flee.. Daemons do pursue me  Through tunnels i flee.. Ancient cries of the beasts    - In Names of Lore - 5:64     Fields of battle of the last stand  Great vortex thrust upon me i stumble  Ethereal in terms of mists i walk  Infernally bestowed upon me i fall  Names of lore were stolen from a higher self  Archaic fathers i call to thee to bestow strength  I will swear to you i do display the elder rites  Lore! hear me and do speak through me elder fathers  Do entrust in me oh the fiery throne of Anu i embark  Subversive creation fielding the battle of lord Cthulhu  Story was told unto me through my manifest unwaking   And i did lash out from chains of slavery of the Ancients  As i spoke the ground did open wide with flame  Cast into frost fire i do recall them empower me  As they spoke i fell deaf upon the world of cold  To the air i rose and did call out names of elders  Know that our years are the years of War!  And our days shall be measured as battles!  Our generation of life may once live again  So that we may be free from their bindings  I shall restore the covenant of ways of the old  I enter the first gate and assail the guardian    - Centuries of War - 1:96    With blood upon the breeze  The war did rage once more  Skies of darkened seas  War upon the breeze  Invoke the silent seas  In a name, a shape and number  Frost of magick fire  Rise from bloodied seas  Lands uncalled i traverse in forms unknown  Through the ethereal vortex once more i lept  As the Ancient onces were unheard of me  I struck out with names of death and blasphemy  Begone masters of death.. Lords of Tiamat i banish!  Absu hear my words i call.. With sorcery of death i call!  Barra! Begone of this realm.. Into the abyss i banish!  Return our home to life.. Exode! Unto the burning Sun!  I am the messenger of those Elder fathers  Eyes of Tiamat did glance upon my Soul  The Ancient ones did surrounded me i did stumble  I stared unto the darkened frost eyes of Tiamat   They did raise their sorcery up upon me as i fell  As i cried out with blood upon the breeze..   Exode!