Can the mind of man withstand the terrors of the unseen world
And his flesh endure the radiance yet not be consumed?
Has the gate not opened by the keys of Solomon
Who sought the power of the unknown horrors?

Yet, amongst the beasts that dwell beyond us
Is the ancient Lord of Terrors, whose hand is long
When his burning eye which never tires is upon us
We can feel the ancient power and the horror he commands

Cast about his throne are ancient armies, he destroyed
When they withstood him, worshiped demons and lifted up their bael
How could lowly Dagon bear the terror that consumed him?
The god did scream as he was devoured, he was devoured

Cast not upon the Lord of Terrors
Can your will bind this ancient power?
He who rules over the realms of chaos
He whose lidless eye never grows tired

For amid the wretched fires of Moloch, did the scourge of wrath
Destroy and burn his immortal flesh away
And the howls of Ammon feral demon have been silenced
And his flame has been extinguished, his power stolen away

Cast not upon the Lord of Terrors
Can your will bind this ancient power?

The high places are in ruin from his molten wrath
Burning as a furnace, gods withstood him not
And they shrunk in horror as he destroyed them all

Upon this infected earth filled with immortal blood
Ancient powers have fallen
Though the gate is opened by the keys of Solomon
The powers live in fear of the flame

Cast not upon the Lord of Terrors
Can your will bind this ancient power?
He who rules over the realms of chaos
He whose lidless eye never grows tired