H.P. Lovecraft Historical Society - Demon Sultan Azathoth lyrics

Demon Sultan Azathoth Bubbles in confusion. Center of the Universe, Sprouting foul protrusions. Muffled madd'ning beating drums, Hellish flutes a-playing Round him dance the Other Gods Voiceless, mindless swaying. Many-formed Nyarlathotep Bodes mankind's destruction. Calls us to our certain doom, Voice full of seduction. You can't help but dance behind Gyrating and turning. Tears of joy streak down your face As the world dies burning. Yog-Sothoth is Gate and Key, Binding time to matter When his gaze falls on the earth Laws of physics shatter Try to chain him with your laws-- Pitiful equations! Naught but dust and sand shall mark Your obliteration!