the light Power of the blackened sky Hateful spawn quot;We are the chasm depthsquot;
Come forth ancient ones, Tiamat Kutulu Rise, greed the cursed with your wrath My enemies are yours Twist their minds with your spells Crush their souls With your infernal grasp
A scorn from the Absu Kutulu snaps his jaws Cauldron burns and receives Crushing the voice of the tyrants Raise the horns in blasphemy