In the depths of cosmic dread and despair,
Where antediluvian entities and fiends ensnare,
We gather to witness the immemorial might,
To conjure the triumvirate, in this unholy night.
Shub-Niggurath, Black Goat of Woods profound,
Nyarlathotep, the Whispering Chaos unbound,
Hastur, the King in Yellow, bearer of madness,
Three entities entwined, we worship in blackness.
From the darkest corners of the vast universe,
Where hope fades and eldritch horrors immerse,
We summon thee, converge upon this plane,
Release the chaos, let the ancient ones reign.
As we invoke thee, the triune forces of might,
Unleash your power, reveal your highest rite,
in thy majesty, while we await your coronation,
We summon you now, through this invocation…