God rest ye scary great old ones;
Let everything dismay.
Remember Great Cthulhu shall rise up from R'lyeh
To kill us all with tentacles
If we should go his way.
O tidings of madness and woe, madness and woe
O tidings of madness and woe!
In Yuggoth and in Aldebraan
The Great Old Ones were spawned
Imprisoned by the Elder Gods to wait for eons,
Enticing humans to release them,
Chanting dreadful songs
An Arab said: ``That is not dead
Which can eternal lie,
And with Strange Eons even death may die.''
The Great Old Ones will rule once more
And all will be destroyed.