Fires Of Hell: Dark Knowledge of the Ancients


DARK KNOWLEDGE OF THE ANCIENTS

It was a dark sunday morning
When the news came to me
My old great-uncle
Had passed away in mystery
As the only living relative
I was to inherit him
Now I owned his old mansion
And a collection of occult books

Dark knowledge of the ancients
Books that should not exist
Dark knowledge of the ancients
I'm heading for insanity
Dark knowledge of the ancients
No one shall ever believe me
Dark knowledge of the ancients
I must summon them to this world

I spent the next four months
Locked in the old library
I hardly stopped to eat and sleep
The books had possessed me
I came to solve the mystery
Of my great-uncles passing
And now I had the means
To conjure him to answer me

Dark knowledge of the ancients
Books that should not exist
Dark knowledge of the ancients
I'm heading for insanity
Dark knowledge of the ancients
No one shall ever believe me
Dark knowledge of the ancients
I must summon them to this world

Unaussprechlichen Kulten
(The Nameless Cults)
De Vermiis Mysteriis
(The Mysteries of the Worm)
And the most dreader book of them all
(Most dreaded of them all)
Necronomicon
(The Book of the Dead)

Now it was the time
To perform the unholy ritual
My great-uncle's spirit
Had told me everything I needed
I had drawn the forbidden signs
With my own blood
After I finish my chanting
The great portals shall open

Dark knowledge of the ancients
Books that should not exist
Dark knowledge of the ancients
I'm heading for insanity
Dark knowledge of the ancients
No one shall ever believe me
Dark knowledge of the ancients
I must summon them to this world