Il testo della The old ones

There is the pit
There my friends dwell
There is azathoth - great center
Of the cosmos . . . and playing on
His flute . . .

There is yog sothoth - master of
Dimensions - and faceless one . . .
And faceless one . . .

There is nyarlathotep - black messenger
And black prince of the abyss . . .
There is shub - niggurath - father of
The world of horror,
And ram of the sun . . .
There is cthulhu - eternal serpent who sleeps
There is the goat of a thousand young !
I know the old ones !