the surface ripples
tentacles search for fresh prey
hungrily seeking
the promise of a slow death
beneath the inky black waves

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sitting on the dock
unaware of the danger
dark ones awaken
of ancient rage incarnate
from beyond the stars themselves

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nyarlathotep
cthulhu and azathoth
lords of destruction
crawling out of the abyss
the end times are here for man

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terror reigns on earth
the shackles of r’lyeh break
shadows out of time
aeons of colour and shape
the mountains of madness call