Cult of Dagon

Lyrics

Decrepit buildings on the seaport in this town The rest have gone, only a few are still around Disfigured drowners with a secret not to tell Assemble at the black church when they toll the bell [?] fills the chapel when the sun goes down The high priest finally emerges with the two-pronged crown He preaches of archaic faith from long ago And speaks of cyclopedic cities in the undertow [Solo] Late at night when the full moon is shining Out on the reef rock, silhouettes are lining And you can hear perverted words vibrated The sanguine rites have been initiated The offering is almost dead and bleeding The hour is short, so they commence with breeding They copulate with the submerged while seeding To ensure Dagon continues feeding I can't tell if I'm awake or dreaming I hear the sound of something awful screaming Foretold for centuries of this redeeming Awakening the anti-cosmic being