Into the ancient dark, to the roots of the unknown
Beyond the gates of madness, where oceans of chaos are found
Before the creation, when nothingness was one, was all
Beyond the segregation of her thick flowing body
See her opaque eyes, hear her horrible cries
Enraged by the storms,
Fierce, defiantly,
She spoke the curses
Invocation of evil
Against all light
By ancient majesty
Slain by her child,
Blood spread by the winds
Into obscurity
Feel her eternal presence, breath her absolute darkness
Mother of chaos creation,
Sleeping, dead dreaming
We await her final arise