Giant Form, Tentacle Spwan
Down into the dark I’m drawn
King of Kings, dead but Dreams
In my Mind his Voice always sings
Embodied Hate, lying in wait
To grasp our World and seal our Fate
And every Night it haunts my Sleep
Monolith of the crushing Deep
The great Beast beckons for me
The Ocean churns, as the Ancient turns
His Song pierces me, my Soul now burns
At the Bottom of the raging Sea he awaits
From submerged Halls of cryptic Stone he calls for me
His Darkness covers me
Ancient Evil, you breathe through me
Never my Soul shall be free
From the World that once was, whis is and always will be
And every Night it haunts my Sleep
Monolith of the crushing Deep
The great Beast beckons for me
Now and alway I can hear his cries
And feel the Gaze of his burning Eyes
Soon the Time has come when everything dies
Cthulhu rise