I draw maps of the unseen, I transcribe the unheard I worship the unknown, I translate incoherence into truth Descriptions of impossible construction Famished I wander the labyrinths I speak in the tongues of the ancients that have possessed me That have possessed me Cryptic and callous riddles are presented to me I curse the foes of reason Lingering in the vast void of nothingness This void being their consolation This void being their consolation I draw maps of the unseen, I transcribe the unheard I worship the unknown, I translate incoherence into truth Depictions of contorted demolition I call forth the unhallowed The ancient ones The ancient tongue Consumed by distant calling I put myself to rest The beast is raging forward In eternal rage Cleft palate, forked tongue of the ancient ones