Catacombs In The Depths Of R'lyeh
He who sleeps, ageless, out of time - awakens now from
restless sleep - stirring from the depths of his aqueous
tomb - at the sound of the gathering - of the neophytese
of doom - chants in unknown tongues - echoes through
accursed halls - the great eyes open... - the very cosmos
shudder - at the awakening of the ungod - arising from
the watery chasm - as his acolytes of doom - lurch forth
from ebbing tides - as the world's doom - arises from the
deep - and they chant...
Iä! Iä! Cthulhu Fhtagn!
