posted on Aug, 29 2011 @ 04:05 AM
From distant chambers of the mind
Mythos shine into the night
A force to be awakened
By the fires of inspiration
Take up your quills ye hungry hearts
For a sacred poem shall be enscribed
The time is only long by night
In shadows of heresy
Forsaken Lovecraft
Call your sacred deamons nigh
To the place that you call home
Where reclusive sons must pen such tomes
Of a lost un-civilization
Grinning beyond such cyclical clouds
Lost in constellations
Of a single burning galaxy
Forsaken Lovecraft
Show us all of your dreams collide
Many followers forget
The dreaming deamons
Alive inside
An asylum of sullen souless creatures
They crawl inside minds from pages
Of a nameless and shunned diatribe
From a time that time has since forgotten
Birthed again by the mouth of man
In chains no longer Father Lovecraft
The followers of shining sigils
Spread atop a mountains peak
Such memories of madness
From passages spoken in sacred tongues
The epitome of the abyss
IA, IA, in chains no more
Arise Father Lovecraft!