There's whispers through the ages Of a tome so evil and foul That those who crack its cover Lose their minds with a howl It's magic comes from old When the seas ran red with blood Written by a mad Arab Long before the flood An evil book with evil spells It's pages drawn blood red With the ink brought from the sea Taken from the restless dead Heed my word and listen well The book leads to the gates of Hell Your mind has shattered Your soul is gone Because you chose to open The Necronomicon You chose to open The Necronomicon It's power is a curse Among the sleeping dead Should great C'thulu wake It'll all be done and said The dreaded Magan text Will tie your soul in knots It'll suffer and cry out Until it finally rots The fifty names of Marduk Savior to the Elder-kind Who broke the dragon, Tiamat With the power of his mind Heed my word and listen well The book leads to the gates of Hell Your mind has shattered Your soul is gone Because you chose to open The Necronomicon You chose to open The Necronomicon
