An old man trembles as he reads the spell
To cast wide open all the gates of [bad word] 
Entombed smell floats in the air
Beneath the desert sands in this lair

Once there was a land that bloomed
There were the gods and cities of gold...

But now they are gone
The time has taken its toll
The dream did die when the desert grew old
The wasteland gave embrace
Burning all to death in its arcane rage

Graven effigies gleam in my eyes
Flaming chariots of fiery gods
Symbols cut into the stones surrounding
I examinate and urge to control them
Calls for darkest days, chants of gloom
Chants for bloodred moon, calls of war
Invocations of forbidden ghouls
Summoning scripts of infernal doom

Light of sun was to cast on me another infernal dawn
Burning sand makes the air vibrate, burning as I breathe
Hours crawl as I seek for shelter from my imminent doom
But the spell is cast over me
Last time I have prayed the lord of light

Save me!

Open for me your doors of death
Take me under your wings
Show me the fires burning black in your temples of rot

I know you can hear me
For I've seen you
In my terrible dreams
At nights when Lucifer gleams most bright
Thine shadows absorb all its light!