A Thousand Young Songtext
von The Great Old Ones

Crossing the unknown space-time
You sow your infamous offspring
Annihilating the sublime
Through the woods
In which nothing can sing
The sordid broods

A thousand vile children
Follow your path
In the canyon
Of your interdimensional wrath

I hear people chanting
In this strange recording
Frantic and horrified, I hear people in hoards
Abject incantations, a call for their lords


The foul and disgusting stench
Of shub-niggurath
Invades the trench
And inflicts the oath
Spreading among the trees
The sound of hooves
Causes the universal unease
Petrifying everything that moves

Visions of the black goat
Stealthy hallucinations
In the eibon quote
Damnations

In the eyes of the witch
Disperses the trace of evil
Becoming to the abyss the bridge
To the cosmic order, upheaval

In the whimpers of the rat
Sound the rattle of the infamous
In the distant chant of the sabbat
Shub-niggurath becomes the last of us