We await the silent empire

The timeless domain of disinherited ones

We do believe in silence

All that is hidden and hushed serves our quest

The spaceless kingdom of ones that expect

The nameless worshippers of future to come

When the courier's sign glimmers in the dark

We rise our eyes in wait

Our heads - that's where it dwells

Our hearts - that's where it ripens

Our hopes - that's where it reigns

You'd better never antagonize the horn

We wish to disremember the defeated cause

Lost in the maze of the world

We restlessly seek way out and up

To evil towers, to another fall from grace into pride

There in the world they think they conspire

How pitiful seems their toil and plot

We drop out letters into waste bins in the streets

And gather to read the words of those who concoct

Our heads - that's where it dwells

Our hearts - that's where it ripens

Our hopes - that's where it reigns

You'd better never antagonize the horn

The empire, it is in us

The horn, there you can see

The message, this should come soon Trystero, the name we behold

We're from the outer empire

Our heads - that's where it dwells

Our hearts - that's where it ripens

Our hopes - that's where it reigns

You'd better never antagonize the horn

We await the silent empire

In the so-called "Enochion" system of Magick, the 10th Ethyr (a non-dimensional sphere of the

Astral) named ZAX is the place where the Psychonaut must meet and battle CHRONZON, a deamon-god

to some, yet an illusory non-entity to others. This devil of Dispersion is the guardian of the

Abyss, the Dweller of the Threshold, and the Gate itself, thus identical with YOG-SOTHOT

of H. P. Lovecraft's mythos.