Through my ghastly dreams, I heard:
"That is not dead which can eternal lie,
And with strange aeons you will find that even death may die."
They will rule once more and all will be destroyed.
Oh, tidings of madness and woe...

Death to the world, The Void's come.
Let Earth abhor this horror.
Let every mind prepare for doom.
As anguish and woe it'll bring.
Oh, I'm dreaming of a dead city...