Necronomicon (Imperator cover)

The diary of insanity, the implacable call Thrown into oblivion, tremendous revolt Despair's testimony of the servant 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 Terrifying 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 illusions 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 Bequeathed 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 Foreseen anguish of mankind, things waiting to be unchained Unavoidable sadness, the last part of the ancient ones