But we are glad
that he went mad,
For his visions bold, have brought us gold,
And taught us of the great ones old.
He smoked a lot of Kief,
And wrote the al-azif,
And if you look within that book,
Y ou'll find the whole of our belief.
Chorus: We are glad, etc.
He wandered trackless sands,
Avoiding roving bands,
Until he found beneath the ground,
A fane untouched by human hands
Chorus
He passed the gateless gate
Survived the watchers' hate,
And all alone, He took the stone,
From a pile of ancient bones.
Chorus
The bells are tolling, hark!
For The Haunter of the Dark,
It is coming near, with visions clear,
While we sit waiting in the dark.
Chorus
Its 3-lobed burning eye,
Will fill the crawling sky,
With darkest light, as endless night,
Brings us holy secret sight.
Chorus
Abdul
that he went mad,
For his visions bold, have brought us gold,
And taught us of the great ones old.
He smoked a lot of Kief,
And wrote the al-azif,
And if you look within that book,
Y ou'll find the whole of our belief.
Chorus: We are glad, etc.
He wandered trackless sands,
Avoiding roving bands,
Until he found beneath the ground,
A fane untouched by human hands
Chorus
He passed the gateless gate
Survived the watchers' hate,
And all alone, He took the stone,
From a pile of ancient bones.
Chorus
The bells are tolling, hark!
For The Haunter of the Dark,
It is coming near, with visions clear,
While we sit waiting in the dark.
Chorus
Its 3-lobed burning eye,
Will fill the crawling sky,
With darkest light, as endless night,
Brings us holy secret sight.
Chorus
Abdul
