Aeons Torn

Cloak and dagger be our deeds as we drift upon starlit seas

Prophetic reality

Glorious

Wraith becoming of flesh

Incantation

Iä! Iä!

From the depths of R'lyeh

Beckoning beyond the wall of sleep

The great dreamer dwelling beneath the waves

Creeping into the fleshy minds of mortal men

Molding dreams into nightmare fantasy

As prophesized

The Dead shall rise

And the sunken shall awaken once more

Loathsome shaped acropolis

Corpse city penetrates the seas

Emerging from the darkest depths unseen

Converging with the fathomless necropolis

Breaching the slimy threshold of cyclopean vaults

We venture into the abyss

Ornate doorway begins to slide open wide

Stirring in the darkness

Sanguine eyes pierce my soul

Writhing tentacles emerge unveiling a gelatinous mountain of a form

Eldest Horror

Now Arise

Usher Darkness

Until the end of time

Harbinger of madness at long last now reborn

Behold the Aeons Torn

Iä! Iä!

Cthulhu fhtagn

Disentombed from the shackles of wretched stars

Oh eldritch priest

Baptize the world in lunacy

True horror takes from the sea

Spreading its membranous wings

Cavernous jaws unleash the foulest reek

As if all to have ever lived and perished

Crawled from their graves to congregate

Merely an utterance of its omnipotence

The procession of sanity climaxes

Madness takes the minds of men

Hideous the impetus and contorted infected flesh

Mindless caricatures born, tainted is their form

Slithering spawnsires crawl from their crypts

Swarms of tendrils, eyes, and horns

Boundless is their scorn

Cesspools of flesh

And things that should not be

Cascade the world

Returning us back to nothingness