| I hearken to the grisly murmer of nameless fiends
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| Black jaws drooling blasphemy
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| Beyond the witch-song, darkly sweet
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| The wyrm-horn sounds cross Dagon’s mere
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| Shadow-gate (portal to the Black Pyramid) yawns wide, beckoning…
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| Spells scrawled in blood and frosty rime
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| Squamous god encoils the onyx shrine
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| (by the bleeding stone) I am enraptured by ophidian eyes
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| Pungent odour of engorged flesh
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| Vaults of eon-veiled horror
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| Embraced by delerium, witches' balms anoint me
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| Veils of frost entwine me in the haze of baleful moon-cursed dreams
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| I hear the High Ones whispering ancient spells in the long-dead tongues
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| There is the gleam of blackened steel in the flickering torchlight
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| And I embrace the balm of sublime forgetfulness…
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| By the blaze of the burning skulls
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| Beneath the Well of the Black Flame
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| In the vaults of the dreaming gods
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| Shackled to the slime-smeared bleeding stone
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| Squamous orbs, black sword, drink deep, blood oath
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| Supine shapes dancing in the mist
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| (Serpent-tongued) priestess bares her pale flesh
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| Shadows crawl to the sundered stones
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| The Eternal Fiends exult in rapture
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| Tomb-worms bloat on carnal blood
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| Trickling onto wraith-carved stone
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| Dark laughter echoes through the vaults
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| Black-winged, cruel as envenomed steel
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| In the Well of Black Flame, squamous shapes writhe
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| A dark tide of shadows follows me
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| Ravening fiends unleashed to feed
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| Incantations pour in torrents from my lips…
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| Wraiths and fiends whirl to my bidding…
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| Horrors 'neath the pyramid |