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Ulthar's Decree
03:45
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Stricken with aphasia we stare upon skeletal remains
In this cottage just beyond the river Skai
Clothes ragged and bodies ravaged by tooth and claw
A notorious duo now wanders oblivion
Logic limits suspects to this sadistic scene
That peculiar caravan and enraged orphaned child
His undecipherable prayer
Provoked the clouds into a nightmarish metamorphosis
Consulting Atal, our curiosity augmented
Dredging his memory, he described
A savage feline assault under twilight fields
Pacing slowly within the masking shadows
Descendants of sphinx coaxed by mysterious forces
Enacted a fury upon these residents
Severing tendons, tearing muscles
Devouring flesh and gnawing bone
Lapping blood with rasp tongue
Assured of immanent death, withdrew
Scent of blood drew hordes of coleopteran
Tear-filled fearful eyes glimpsed
An advancing insect army
Mandibles lacerated and chewed bleeding tissue
Residents screamed repent, till breath left lungs
Sins compounded, retribution was fulfilled
Their bones picked clean
Undiscovered by human eye for days
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Mask in Flesh
04:20
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It was supposed to be glorious
A discovery to cement my place in history
Sunrise delivered a fool’s optimism
Exploring a cyclopean city
Immense pillars of crumbling sandstone
Meticulous thought in street design
Around a central foreboding monolith
A civilization’s astonishing potential,
Which seemed to abruptly vanish into obscurity
With sites to survey our team separated
Finally free to claim my destined glory
While examining a fading mural,
Depicting sinister creatures
Suddenly, unsettling bellows echoed throughout distance
Anxious, I departed for the rendezvous
Instead of finding concerned colleagues
I found their bloodied corpses forming a nauseating pile
In the darkness reflective eyes exhibited malicious intent
Adrenaline and instinct grabbed hold, I fled for my life
Chasing me till, cornered in that room which reeked of death
An idea born of madness, fashion a disguise from the diseased
Pulled and tore their flesh apart to conceal
Desecrating their bodies, my salvation
Hoping my transgressions effective, I waited and prayed
To my horror the beasts converged
Ravenous glances in my direction
A ferocious frenzy, feast on piled flesh
Ripping appendages and ligament away
Pseudo safe-haven revealed
My fate was sealed
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Once stood the primal stone city of Ib
By the great lake with mist so dense
A habitat previously settled by bulging-eyed beings
The arrival of shepherd men wrought looming annihilation
With construction of the vast city of man
Fostering hate and fear
Bringing bow, sling, and spear to hands
Bodies pierced and battered, devoured by watery graves
A once revered idol, now a trophy of massacre
Prosperity befell the devious conquerors
Mineral deposits birthed an indulgence in decadency
The city became renowned
Towering edifices shaped with rare stone-line horizons
From a distance the silhouette of domination emerged
Amphitheaters hosted spectacles of opulence (Eliminate Breathe before)
Sarnathians’ success was credited with Ib’s destruction
Magnificent festivals held in honor of hateful wraiths
Infectious celebrations, even priests succumbed
At the stroke of midnight bells (Eliminate Breathe before)
An eerie emerald fog descended upon the city
Populace confused gave rise to panic,
And hysteria swiftly spread like a pestilence
A prosperity filled millennium finally ended
The sturdy bronze gates violently opened
Bulging-eyed creatures bearing uncouth flames
Revenge manifested in unexpected holocaust
Tragedy consumed that night of man
Screams created a symphony for slaughter
Patience finally rewarded to Bokrug’s faithful
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From the Depths
04:33
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Beneath the earth so deep breathes iniquities so pure
Under torrential waves dreams a malevolent scourge
While unknown space conceals a deistic omniscience
Two-hundred thousand years perpetuating man’s ignorance
In many a mind, of Homo sapiens-centered significance
Proposed by mastery and understanding of environment
Entertained with ideas of narrow science, limited philosophy,
And sophomoric hopes of benevolent monotheism
These thoughts providing cornerstones to egocentrism
Beliefs spawning pursuits of decadency and neglect
Diminishing efforts invested in discovery and evolution
Comfort now found in stagnation not imagination
A decision of an appealing submission
From the depths dwell beings of growing human disdain
The essence of humanity bears signs of decay
Few are those who desire a mental stimulation
Yet these passions don’t dissipate into the vastness
Choose your suffering…
Those chosen are shown dreamscape visions vividly
Freedom manifested in temporary delirium
Unfortunately, the mind’s brittle nature can’t endure
Such revelations without shattering one’s reality
From the depths dwell beings of growing human disdain
The essence of humanity bears signs of decay
Few are those who desire a mental stimulation
Yet these passions don’t dissipate into the vastness
Freewill, yes it binds us to our forsaken breed
Our selected sacrifice, acceptance of the creed
Words of alienation from a rotting society
Dissolving connections to indifference and deceit
Loyalties now lie with beings which predate humanity
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Obductio Sapientia
02:11
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Epiphany of R'yleh
03:45
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Sleep once bearing solace brought baleful dreams
Flowing a reoccurring dreadful pattern
Flashing glimpses of a sunken city
Inhabited by upright abominations
Performing demented rituals for an ominous presence
Unexpectedly I saw the beast, staring with odious eyes
I became enthralled and infatuated
Head of a cephalopod
Wings of chaotic classification
Body like mythical dragons,
And a will of tyrannical grandeur
Educated me in past and prophecy
Dictated our anarchic and brutal future
Upon release from the hindrance of the Black Gate
All I can trust is my Master’s suggestion
Senses impeded knowledge of his existence
My eyes are inhibiting my perceptions
Knife in shaken now sturdy fingers
Initiating the severing of optical nerves
Pain will not weaken my resolve
Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu
R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn
Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu
R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn
Sockets empty, sight no more
No longer a necessity to my existence
He sleeps dreaming below
Readying for his chaotic advent
Tell me Great One, what is your bidding
Show me the ritual and fruits of your resurrection
Grant me the honor and title of acolyte
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Postmortem Enlightenment
03:18
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This millstone of an existence wore at my sanity
Respite only within dreamlands of magnificence
A terrain of eternally enchanted splendor
Far from ruin and twilight grove,
A curious bronze gate rest amid an impressive wall
Bemoaning physical existence now stodgy and listless
Savoring momentary bliss in dreamscape
Escapes into valley, forest, and grove
Mulling methods to dwell here forevermore
Never returning to such dreary a purgatory
From beyond bronzed gate emanated sensations
Foretelling cessation of anguish
But entry evaded me nightly,
Till rumor guided my sights to Zakarion
Home to sagacious scribes
Who had wrote of what I sought
A specific narcotic once ingested
Opened gates forth to the unknown
Discrepant tales of wonder, and woe
Disregarding disparity, utterly compelled to go
For no dread nor terror
Could compare with this gregarious dismalness
Decision decided, the drug was ingested
Eagerly proceeded past forest and grove
To the now unlocked bronze gated goal
Illuminating the area in a resplendent glow
Stepping forward into an eerie blinding silence
Where I was greeted by a destitute oblivion
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Logos Immolated
03:48
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Battle and war saturate our history in blood
Ushering a premature silence within soil
These conflicts for terrain and authority to dictate
Reinforced by tools forged of malignity
An interminable pursuit of novel weapons
Armaments escalating in destructive capability
Refined during new bellicose conquests
A repetitious cycle perpetuated by weaponry
Should a wieldable omnipotence exist
Battles logically would be deemed futile and horrendous
Only then would conflict bow to reason
Resolution beckoned from Alexandria’s shores
Inside scroll laden halls of the Musaeum
After what seemed an eternity, an answer appeared
Call and control, a being of animated fire
Yet, left with this text laid a caveat
Heed my warning, for this power not be meant for man
In a moment of hubris I collapsed
As the ends would justify the means
Text in hand, on beach I stood reading chant with abundant pride
An abrupt radiant blaze of spiraling crimson and sanguine
Optimism turned to fear, the beast not cancelled by sea
Unexpectedly, with haste flew to the Musaeum
Igniting the structure before disappearing in a fiery brilliance
Dismayed I watched knowledge turned cinder to embers
Frantic attempts to salvage artifact and scroll
By screaming scholars burnt by licks of flame
Simultaneously tragedy of lost life and logos
Forever cursing hamartia made by Pandoric discretion
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Fuck Start My Dinner
02:56
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Brought into this world, born of aristocratic rank
Forced to watch epicureans wallow in self-delusions
Disgusted and revolted by their selfish exploits
A monotonous waltz to an uneventful death
Stubborn dying fools, who await their decay patiently
I won’t proceed with a pursuit of pre-ordained mediocrity
Invigorating the sensation of killing
Now I take lives, raping and consuming flesh
Right now…feed
A particular night I can recall with glee
That taste of that pregnant whore, simply divine
It was so easy to corner that delicious pussy
Followed her home and slipped in through the doorway
She tried to struggle but to no avail
Soon she lay bound and gagged, to prevent alerting wails
Tears flowed down her face as I began to lick and squeeze her tits
Murmured prayers heard while I chewed and bit her tender clit
Her pussy was somehow dry…, would require lubrication
Nothing useful found close or nearby, so I just had to improvise
Rubbed that pussy raw with brillo, making blood drip down to her thighs
Pussy now full of blood, I plunged my cock deep inside her
Muffled cries of pain could be heard with every pelvic thrust
Her pussy tightened round my cock finally forcing me to cum
To my surprise I felt movement inside her pussy
My vicious fucking must have caused contractions
There I stared at a screaming bloody infant
When a fiendish grin slowly came cross my face
My fists fiercely came down upon their bodies
While I thrashed mother and child
Cadavers devoid of life on the floor
Dinner and dessert, compliments of the whore
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