Nemesis / Nyarlathotep

Thro' the ghoul-guarded gateways of slumber
Past the wane-moon'd abysses of night
I have liv'd o'er my lives without number
I have sounded all things with my sight
And I struggle and shriek ere the daybreak
Being driven to madness with fright

And at the last from inner Egypt came
The strange dark One to whom the fellahs bowed
Silent and lean and cryptically proud
And wrapped in fabrics red as sunset flame
Throngs pressed around, frantic for his commands
But leaving, could not tell what they had heard
While through the nations spread the awestruck word
That wild beasts followed him and licked his hands

Nyarlathotep!

Soon from the sea a noxious birth began
Forgotten lands with weedy spires of gold
The ground was cleft, and mad auroras rolled
Down on the quaking citadels of man

Then, crushing what he chanced to mould in play
The idiot Chaos blew Earth's dust away

Nyarlathotep!