Лирика с альбома Koloss 'Dodstjernen'. Я старался.

VILE DRUMS OF THE IDIOT GOD

I hear maddening rhythms of vile drums
Belonging to The One Who gnaws in unlighted chamber.
The blind,
The mute,
The mad,
The Idiot God.
Blind in madness.
Mad in blindness.

I hear silent rustles and sounds of insects,
Steps of the one who hides in night, creeping in fog.
The messenger,
Subconsciousness,
Will of Azatoth
On the Earth.
Creeping Сhaos.
Nyarlathotep.
It has come...

Do You hear a sound
Of vile drums
Of The Idiot God?

Gigantic,
Tenebrous,
Ultimate Gods.
The blind,
Voiceless,
Mindless gargoyles
Slow dancing
In the beats of vile drums
Until Nyarlathotep
(Not the servant,
Just subconsciousness)
Burns the flame of
Arts of darkest magic
In hands of The Great Old Ones.

It already creeps -
(Creeps)
Invisible Evil...