Hidden Lore (Dies Irae)

Amongst creations of our dreams Maze of Zin exist for ages The enter for the gate is silver It is your light, defence and guide All thou looking for in life Everything is lost in Zin Great hall hidden for profanes The throne hewn is stone Might was right and shall it be If it is your wish The maze of Zin has lot of portals Which leads thou to other spheres Where no time, shape or colour dwells Path to R'lyeh can be found Requisite is your wish Eternal burdens beyond dimensions Yore the rulers of the earth If thou reach ultimate destination All secrets of the Old Ones Spectral visions, insane mind Will become your life Ancient knowledge yet does not exist Cause it is only our future Hag - ridden dream without end This is our subjective imprecation Psycho - magic microcosm Gift from inner space