[Part I]
In a temporal church
Old magic weaves a web
The Deep Ones
Are coming
They're rising up again
Sacrifice of witch's blood
Appeases ageless gods
The time of
The Old Ones
It won't be very long
Something has split the realms
The Eldritch Dark arise
Forgotten
They're free now
The pagan gods have died
New colors out of space
Appear within the night
Because that is not dead
Which can eternal lie
And with strange aeons
Even death may die
The light has disappeared
The Eldritch Dark are here
This Candlemas Eve
The sacrifice received
[Part II]
Reborn in darkness
Upon the eldritch night
Fear from the goddess
Hecate shakes in the light
Beings of madness
Older than the oldest gods
At the Mountains of Madness
Leading to the strange Yuggoth
Send prayers to Cthulhu
Yog-Sothoth is in your head
The witch cult is watching
Eldritch horrors rise again
Lurk at the threshold
Caught between both space and time
Corpse of a goddess
The pagan gods have died
Come ye to the mountains
So that you can watch the end
The end of all things now
Eldritch horrors rise again
They come into our dimension
At the dawning of the dark
Bear witness to the final midnight
And watch the Eldritch terrors slaughtering the stars
Eldritch horrors rise again
Eldritch horrors rise again
Eldritch horrors rise again
All the world will soon be dead
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Stepping on the Devil's Tail
PoetryA collection that covers a wide variety of topics, yet I try to make it seem at least a little cohesive. Some of these are pretty wild. Lots of madness and death and end-of-the-world-type shit going on. I can't imagine why that kinda stuff has been...
