Ceremonial Castings - Storming The Pacific lyrics

Formless presence smoke rising Black Aether erasing our horizon Seven seas freshly flood Seven continents concealed in blood Ceaselessly Crawling Chaos, Planetary-wreckage holocaust-seance Ithaqua flares riding winds Abysmal stares burst unhinged "Praise him; he with tentacles like serpents, Praise with the black goat of the woods with a thousand young, Praise the blind demon who dwells within the pit of chaos, Praise the destroying eye, the cold flame & the burning ones" IA! IA! IA! IA CTHULHU!