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Waits Dreaming
02:15
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Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn.
In his house at R'lyeh, dead Cthulhu waits dreaming.
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Let Sleeping Gods Lie
04:26
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Melancholy Miskatonic points collective gaze to southern skies
Overtures to sleeping gods, dreaming underneath the frozen tides.
They hail the great old ones from shadows hiding mother nature's eye
If silent thunders crack, you learn to leave the sleeping gods to lie
Eulogies sung by the score for sailors lost unto Antarctic waves
Storms swallow hardened men gain little more than a madman's raves
They praise the great old ones from shadows cast down from beyond the night
But when the lightning strikes, you chance to leave behind the profane rites
Skies succumbed to lasting dusk, deaf ears turned to all the anguished cries
Panicked pleas to waking gods, traveling underneath the frozen tides.
To fear the great old ones, now as their wretched forms occlude the light
And when the sun burns out, regret you couldn't let sleeping gods lie
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Creeping spirit at the foot of your bed.
Causing decay like so many lepers in your head
Pieces roughly moved by fate’s cruel hand
Like weather turning seashells into sand
Dying lights fading, winking into the void
Winged ambassadors of mortality deployed
And in the end we turn to dust and bones the same
When cries the whippoorwill visits sorrow on your name
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R'lyeh Rising
03:21
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Instrumental
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They From Darkest Deeps
07:00
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Cult of Dagon holds its blackest of rites
Under cover of the darkest of nights
Slowly creep to shore by way Devil's Reef
To find new flesh in which to sink jagged teeth
Chorus:
They come to shore to lurk the streets while you sleep
No quarter given when the time comes to reap
So find a god and pray your soul that they keep
They drag you down into the darkest of deeps
Old refinery crafting from phantom gold
Captain Marsh's stores saved from days of old
No out of town blood enters Innsmouth these days
For few can spare the sum the old ones want paid
Strangers’ faces growing softer at night
Dead eyes infecting with their poison blight
They tell of skin that's loose and scaly and pale
Stay safe in Arkham if you know of the tale
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Dunwich
04:20
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Sweet Lavinia, albino daughter, bride of the Old One
Child of nature, heard the call, and bore a pair of strange twin sons
Instruct and catechise, Old Whateley took the reigns since mother’s gone
Whateley’s taught young Wil the charm of Old Alhazred’s wicked tome
Necronomicon, to steal one, Wil set off to town alone
Disaster struck, young man Wilbur - he will never return home
On that night when Wilbur fell there was the sound of whippoorwill
The old man prophesied, knew time would come when it would be fulfilled
“Lavinia’s son one day will shout his father’s name atop Sentinel Hill”
Yog Sothoth
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I can’t comprehend or trust my eyes
Can’t make sense of how the architecture lies
Have I vanished to an unfamiliar place
All designed by the hand from beyond space
Deepest slumber, with no control
Old mouths when open will consume eternal soul
In frozen soils, dreaming they lie
That mind is tattooed by the color from the sky
Upon his brow sits a crown of flame
Only fools would dare to call his truest name
It serves you well to learn your rightful place
Stay out of reach of the hand from beyond space
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Instrumental
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