From the depths of the woods…
Into the mystic fog…
When the winds proclaim him,
In infernal sounds.
Crawling across the dark vegetation…
Morbid, abhorrent creature…
Amorphous, a unnamable essence,
That emits horrible cacophonies.
When the night falls…
Into the mystic fog…
Crawling chaos…
IA… IA… NYARLATHOTEP
IA… IA… NYARLATHOTEP
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