The graveyard - Faces of the Faceless lyrics

I call thee, O mighty names of the hours That ye may become one in this hour To watch my art be done in your name That ye shall grant this tool which I have fashioned Faces of the faceless Nyarlathotep I call thee, O spirits of the stars I call thee, O Old Spirits Wisdom of the stars, come come! I call thee, O mighty names of the hours The power that it is right to have For I have created it in the image of perfection And it will never be undone Faces of the faceless Nyarlathotep