1. David Lund

So some privileged men
Seek to slander me?
So insecure
Of their own authority
Using their wealth
And their social gait
They seek to subdue
And to dominate
I'm afraid, gentlemen
It's too late for you!

We are enlightened
Inducted Northern men
Whitechapel is not
The only host for them
Dinner and tea with
The Supreme Magus
One big mass of pomp and fuss
Fraternitas Rosae Crucis indeed!

Of the Dew and of the Light
The Lamp of Thoth
Is blazing bright
I invoke the Gods tonight
Make me stronger
The Brotherhood
Of the Rosy Cross
Esoteric Philosophers
Occultists of the North
Keighley Fathers!

Hails to our friend
"The one who has been duped"
I would suggest
That this epithet is true
For why would a gentleman
Seek to boast
Of the sacrifice of a kid or goat
When the greater crime is
A broken oath – or two?

It's true that our circle
Is adept in alchemy
The Philosophy of life
And the art of astrology
But to beget a being
On the astral plane
In the light of the Spirit
Where they emanate
Is a practice from which
We surely would refrain
I assure you!

Of the Dew and of the Light
The Lamp of Thoth
Is blazing bright
I invoke the Gods tonight
Make me stronger
The Brotherhood
Of the Rosy Cross
Esoteric Philosophers
Occultists of the North
Keighley Fathers!

"Remember, the undevout
Occultist is mad
He is but the unconscious instrument
of the evil powers he flatters
himself he commands. At Death,
downwards falls his soul in the realm
of being to spheres of subhuman
existence. His chance of immortality
is for ever lost, and among evil
elementaries he thought he had
made his slaves he leads a malicious
existence of uncertain duration,
until having expended his vitality,
he gradually becomes unconscious,
a flitting phantom, disintegrating,
atom by atom, into surrounding
elements, at last he is gone, not
leaving even a shadow behind.
Such is the fate of the faithless"

So in conclusion,
My dear gentlemen
Mathers, Westcott,
Blavatsky, all of them!
Seek in the cause
Just to publicise
And to plant the notion
In the Neophyte mind:
That only a mason of
London can be wise!

True faith is not found
In a mark or degree
Or in the vain posturing
Of their pageantry
The greatest source
Of the greatest wealth
Is not by greed or not by stealth
But through the maxim,
Man, Know Thyself!

Of the Dew and of the Light
The Lamp of Thoth
Is blazing bright
I invoke the Gods tonight
Make me stronger
The Brotherhood
Of the Rosy Cross
Esoteric Philosophers
Occultists of the North
Keighley Fathers!

2. At The Mountains Of Madness

Remember that big expedition,
Back in '32?
Well, I came back from
That icy journey with
A different worldview
Elder gods, giant penguins,
Cyclopean cities
Mankind's place in this hostile
Universe was clearly set for me!

At the Mountains
Of Madness, baby
When I met you
At the Mountains
Of Madness, woman!
The Elder Gods
And Great Cthulhu!

I could see an endless vista
Of wondrous mirage
Housing creeping evil shoggoths'
Protoplasmic charge
Pre-Cambrian illumination,
Deepest dawn of time
Was this flippin' revelation
Only in my mind?

At the Mountains
Of Madness, baby
When I met you
At the Mountains
Of Madness, woman!
The Elder Gods
And Great Cthulhu!

I don't wanna go
I've read too much Poe
Were we too blind to see
That mankind is a cosmic joke
A poor absurdity?

Ia! Ia! Ia! Cthulhu
Ia! Ia! Ia! Cthulhu
Ia! Ia! Ia! Cthulhu
Azathoth!

Bastard sons of star-head spawn
That ne'er walk nor crawl
Who'd have thunk this alien race
Was father to us all?

Remember that big expedition,
Back in '32?
Well, I came back from
That icy journey with
A different worldview
Elder gods, giant penguins,
Cyclopean cities
Mankind's place in this hostile
Universe was clearly set for me!

At the Mountains
Of Madness, baby
When I met you
At the Mountains
Of Madness, woman!
The Elder Gods
And Great Cthulhu!

3. Iron Shadows In The Moon

A swift crash of horses
Through the heavy reeds
A slender girl, she rises
From her dying steed
Pursued like an animal
By an evil man
Who falls before
The broadsword of a barbarian

To walk a road
Of slaughter is my doom
I'll sail a crimson tide
Until the tomb
Iron Shadows in the Moon

They found the iron statues
In the darkened hall
Strangely feafured men
From the days of old
And with a flexing,
Writhing of ebon limbs
What should have lain
In silence now begins to live

To walk a road
Of slaughter is my doom
I'll sail a crimson tide
Until the tomb
Iron Shadows in the Moon

A heavy mountain
Of thews and ferocity
Defeated by the leverage
Of braced arm and knee
I fight and now I lead
The Red Brotherhood
And cast off from
This island for good

To walk a road
Of slaughter is my doom
I'll sail a crimson tide
Until the tomb
Iron Shadows in the Moon

4. Infernal Machine

Oi!

A red eyed cyborg atop
A winding stair
Howls at twin moons
That lag the carnage bare

War Machine of Hate!
War Machine of Hate!

A crimson spasm spews over all
Before the dark batteries
Legions fall

On the ground men try to save
Planet to become their grave

Radioactive nightmares form
Laughing at the world forlorn

Infernal Machine – Oi!
Infernal Machine – Oi!
Infernal Machine – Oi!
Infernal Machine – Oi!

A nuclear brain, an atomic heart
The science of ripping
Flesh apart

Black mathematics
In a metal brain
Calculate trajectories
The bullets rain

Annihilation now online
Download death into his mind

Doomsday weapon, human shape
Planet killer laying waste

5. The Cloven Sea

Seeress cast the runes,
Oh we adore you
Let Smooth Lying bend
To our lustful prow
Hails to Donner, we pray
You stay your thunder
Pass overhead
Our horned helms do bow!

We fight, we strike,
We always survive
Keen for a taste of war
Alert, berserk, we live
To hear the roar...
Of the Cloven Sea! Hooray!

Hails to Wotan
As we stride the whale-road
A deadly wild hunt
That foams the sea
To a distant Ragnarok do we go
To war the eerie trolls of Illrede

We fight, we strike,
We always survive
Keen for a taste of war
Alert, berserk, we live
To hear the roar...
Of the Cloven Sea! Hooray!

Into the den
Of the accursed hellwhore
Shields they break
And swords they will be dashed
To grab a grip
Of the strange enemy stronghold
For ale and Alfheim we are cast!

We fight, we strike,
We always survive
Keen for a taste of war
Alert, berserk, we live
To hear the roar...
Of the Cloven Sea! Hooray!

6. On A Horse Called Vengeance

Hang 'em high
Cast 'em low
On Death's chariot
A shape awakes
The earth betrays
This dark Lazarus

A knight in need
A demon steed
Heaven sent!
Dig me no grave
For I claim
The Lord's revenge!

On a Horse Called Vengeance!
He rides into town
On a Horse Called Vengeance!
He's gonna cut you down!

On spectral hooves
Death moves
Guns blazing!
A pale rider
Storms the hells
He's raising
Souls fall – heaven calls
The guity vow
Each bullet, the Lord's work
To stow 'em how!

On a Horse Called Vengeance!
He rides into town
On a Horse Called Vengeance!
He's gonna cut you down!

Hang 'em high
Cast 'em low
On Death's chariot
A shape awakes
The earth betrays
This dark Lazarus

A knight in need
A demon steed
Heaven sent!
Dig me no grave
For I claim
The Lord's revenge!

On a Horse Called Vengeance!
He rides into town
On a Horse Called Vengeance!
He's gonna cut you down!

7. Gods Of Storm And Thunder

Here I come with fire and steel
Don't question Fate
'cause I am the one
Making short work of every meal
I do the doing
Till the doing is done

So gather round
And bear the sound
Of my enemy falling down
The killing floor
The whore of war
I'll send 'em packing
To Death's door!

Gods of Storm
And Thunder
Gods of Storm
And Thunder
The Lord of War!

So fully trained
In the art of deadly
Listen up my sword, it sings
A massacre filled funeral medley
Of severed heads
And severed limbs

So gather round
And bear the sound
Of my enemy falling down
The killing floor
The whore of war
I'll send 'em packing
To Death's door!

Gods of Storm
And Thunder
Gods of Storm
And Thunder
The Lord of War!

Here I come with fire and steel
Don't question Fate
'cause I am the one
Making short work of every meal
I do the doing
Till the doing is done

So gather round
And bear the sound
Of my enemy falling down
The killing floor
The whore of war
I'll send 'em packing
To Death's door!

Bloody rites
I live to fight
Out crusading in the night
A baleful stare
A heart of ice
A storm filled thunder sacrifice!

Gods of Storm
And Thunder
Gods of Storm
And Thunder
The Lord of War!

8. Kult Of Kutulu

Giant squids!
I'm gonna kick some lids
Down at Club Zothique
Johnny C got some Aklo for me
It's time to really speak

The Ulthar Cats, man they blast!
Y'Gahlith Fataghn Vree
Wza – Y – Ei Aye
I've seen the Voorish sign
I know the primal vocabulary!

Kutulu Ia!
Kutulu Ia!
Kutulu Ia!
Kutulu Ia!
Kutulu Ia!
Kutulu Ia!
Ph'nglui mglw'nafh
Kutulu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn

Negative space around
A positive concept
A class of things unseen
The Ur-Syntax is
Now in my grasp
Dhonaar – I dead but dream!

N'Gai Fataghn
E'Hucunech R'lyeh
Ygg Yr Nhhhngr Shoggoth
Hrr Yll' Ngngr Nyalathotep
Y' Golonal Yog-Sothoth!

Kutulu Ia!
Kutulu Ia!
Kutulu Ia!
Kutulu Ia!
Kutulu Ia!
Kutulu Ia!
Ph'nglui mglw'nafh
Kutulu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn

9. Legions Of The Deep

Listen to the Chaos rise
That the fog awoke
The occultists know it's time
The old gods invoked

Into the ocean black
The strange people pour
Great Cthulhu wakes at last
To call them all to war!

People of Innsmouth to the sea
I hear the Old Ones call to me
Deep in the ocean we shall be
The lords of all His blasphemy
Legions of the Deep!

Weird stars are misaligned
The universe, it burns
A strange light
On Innsmouth shines
A dark age returns
We herald an age of black
And as mankind bleeds
We shall live in paradise
Under the sea

People of Innsmouth to the sea
I hear the Old Ones call to me
Deep in the ocean we shall be
The lords of all His blasphemy
Legions of the Deep!

I dream emerald dreams
Of the waters and the seas
Into the ocean go
To great Cthulhu down below
Hear ye the whispering winds
Telling you of other things
Eerie realms unseen
Cyclopean cities in the sea!

Oh great Cthulhu, legions deep
We come to wake you
From profound sleep
From a wild clime
That lieth sublime
Out of space – and out of time

Below the thunder
Of the upper deeps
And far beneath
The abysmal sea
His ancient dreamless
Un-invaded sleep
Cthulhu sleepeth – sunlight flees

People of Innsmouth to the sea
I hear the Old Ones call to me
Deep in the ocean we shall be
The lords of all His blasphemy
Legions of the Deep!

10. We're From Keighley

It's true to say
That we're a breed apart
The mill-fire's in our eyes
The moors are in our hearts
From an ancient town
With a gravity of its own
And the souls so proud
Hear her bleak wind moan

Think you'll get one over me?
Motherfucker, wait and see
We'll tell you once
And we'll tell you briefly
Fuck you – we're from Keighley

We hail the past
And our fathers' industry
That holds the greying gables
Of every stone we see
An anachronistic bruise
On the knuckle of history
'Twas no more in '74
Or that's what they believe

Think you'll get one over me?
Motherfucker, wait and see
We'll tell you once
And we'll tell you briefly
Fuck you – we're from Keighley

It's true to say
That we're a breed apart
The mill-fire's in our eyes
The moors are in our hearts
From an ancient town
With a gravity of its own
And the souls so proud
Hear her bleak wind moan

Think you'll get one over me?
Motherfucker, wait and see
We'll tell you once
And we'll tell you briefly
Fuck you – we're from Keighley