Amongst creations of our dreams

Maze of Zin exist for ages

The enter for the gate is silver

It is your light, defence and guide

All thou looking for in life

Everything is lost in Zin

Great hall hidden for profanes

The throne hewn is stone

Might was right and shall it beIf it is your wish

The maze of Zin has lot of portals

Which leads thou to other spheres

Where no time, shape or colour dwells

Path to R'lyeh can be found

Requisite is your wish

Eternal burdens beyond dimensions

Yore the rulers of the earth

If thou reach ultimate destination

All secrets of the Old Ones

Spectral visions, insane mind

Will become your life

Ancient knowledge yet does not exist

Cause it is only our future

Hag- ridden dream without end

This is our subjective imprecation

Psycho- magic microcosm

Gift from inner space