[Part I The Beginning of Time]

The universe in olden glory,
Ruled by us in all our kind,
Flailing in our glistening, gory,
Orgies through all space and time.

See the planets as they are born,
Formed from dust and fire of stars.
They come and go, beneath our scorn,
As ants build roads, and houses and cars.

We watch them darkly, from their sky,
And plunge down through the cosmic veil,
Stand above them, on temples high,
My name they chant, they praise, they hail.

But then the ants thought they could fight,
To rule themselves by their own laws,
They though too little of our might,
And cursed us beneath ocean’s jaws.

But rise we will, someday, and soon,
To watch the world go up in flames,
When all men be reduced to lunes,
And all dark creatures hail my name.

Soon.

[Part II The Horror in the Clay]

Looking through the dead man’s chest,
My grand uncle’s lost and cluttered life,
One thing, it stands out from the rest.
A dark shape that seems to bring forth strife.

It looks at me from ashen frame,
Fat and tendrils, cold and grey.
As searing daydreams burn my brain
There’s nothing pure in night or day.

Terror thrills me, I feel it’s sting,
Around me, world goes up in flames,
The idol talks, it squeals, it sings,
Enrapture me in its vile game.

I see no beauty left in life!
It’s all a lie, a blasphemy!
It’s all a mask for cosmic strife!
The ugly truth’s in deep, dark sea.

[Part III The Tale of Inspector Legrasse]

I’ve never seen a case like this,
The vile, old men from out the moor,
A nameless cult, they writhed, they kissed,
They spasmed in their moonlit shore.

Trying to waken their false god,
They chanted names, and fiendish cries,
We walked for miles, through stinking bog,
To be attacked by things that fly.

The one we have, he doesn’t speak,
But mumbles that we are all doomed.
In dark of night, dead things do creep,
Evil wakes, in stars and moons.

He mumbles of the starry night,
His people in their silent glee,
To summon things, beneath our sight,
That we shall pay for this blasphemy.

[Part IV The Madness from the Sea]

The ships we sail, we guide ourselves,
We part the waves and flee the shore,
The ocean’s masters, men who delve,
Through the mysteries in earth’s core.

For days and nights we’ve set our courses,
For our cargo, we tame the sea.
There’s nothing here but our own forces.
Nothing here but you and me.

Hold! What’s that thing above the ocean?
A mighty shape of twisted forms!
It rises high, without precaution,
It’s time is here, it writhes, it swarms.

Come men, let’s explore this island!
See what men have never seen!
We’ll brave the coasts, all the monsters,
We’ll walk where men have never been!

What’s in that door? Could it be treasure?
Gold from ancient, Aztec lands?
We’ll be rich, now and forever,
Quick, move that lid with burly hands!

[Cthulhu]

Light touches my once dark prison,
The shadows move, they pass away.
The time has come, for I am risen.
The stars declare it is my day.

Come to me, ants, that swarm my palace,
Feed my hunger with your souls,
Your greed, your pride, so cold and callous,
Condemn you now to endless cold.

Lo No! The stars are unaligning!
My temple sinks beneath the sea!
I wait too long, my power climbing,
I’ll soon be trapped ‘neath lock and key!

But no, this fate is not for me!
My power climbs, it’s reached its peak!
It weighs me down to cold dark sea!
I sink, another I must seek.

And though, I squirm in murky depths,
Immortal, cold and ‘neath the swirls.
For  this, all men shall meet their deaths.
Thy screams shall echo through the world.

Soon.