Herald of Carcosa
Nyarlathotep
The Crawling Chaos
Messenger of the Outer Gods
Risen from the blackness of 27 centuries
Bearing messages from places not of this planet
When the heat rose he came, chaos precedes his name
By the pale moon his light guides, and by madness divides
Your world transported between veils of existence
Mind exposed to reality beyond human sense
His purpose beyond comprehension
Only brief glimpses shown of his intentions.
Nyarlathotep
Bringer of Nightmares
Prophet of Destruction
Risen from the blackness of 27 centuries
Bearing messages from places not of this planet
When the heat rose he came, chaos precedes his name
By the pale moon his light guides, and by madness divides
Your world transported between veils of existence
Mind exposed to reality beyond human sense
His purpose beyond comprehension
Only brief glimpses shown of his intentions
A thousand forms he has taken
Yet will he forever remain faceless
Now you shall know the ruin he's left
This one that they call the soul of the ancients
The truth will be laid bare
Your gods cannot save you
Only now you are aware
You don't want to know what made you
You don't want to know what made you
Drifting upon the charnel winds
From chambers beyond time
Through the graveyards of the universe
Comes a thin monotonous whine
Joined in an endless ceremony
To the ceaseless beating of drums
From whence ultimate chaos spawns
Plays the mad flute for Azathoth, the blind god
Nyarlathotep
The Crawling Chaos
Messenger of the Outer Gods
Prophet of Destruction
Risen from the blackness of 27 centuries
Bearing messages from places not of this planet
When the heat rose he came, chaos precedes his name
By the pale moon his light guides, and by madness divides
Your world transported between veils of existence
Mind exposed to reality beyond human sense
His purpose beyond comprehension
Only brief glimpses shown of his intentions.
A thousand forms he has taken
Yet will he forever remain faceless
Now you shall know the ruin he's left
This one that they call the soul of the ancients
The Crawling Chaos
Messenger of the Outer Gods
Risen from the blackness of 27 centuries
Bearing messages from places not of this planet
When the heat rose he came, chaos precedes his name
By the pale moon his light guides, and by madness divides
Your world transported between veils of existence
Mind exposed to reality beyond human sense
His purpose beyond comprehension
Only brief glimpses shown of his intentions.
Nyarlathotep
Bringer of Nightmares
Prophet of Destruction
Risen from the blackness of 27 centuries
Bearing messages from places not of this planet
When the heat rose he came, chaos precedes his name
By the pale moon his light guides, and by madness divides
Your world transported between veils of existence
Mind exposed to reality beyond human sense
His purpose beyond comprehension
Only brief glimpses shown of his intentions
A thousand forms he has taken
Yet will he forever remain faceless
Now you shall know the ruin he's left
This one that they call the soul of the ancients
The truth will be laid bare
Your gods cannot save you
Only now you are aware
You don't want to know what made you
You don't want to know what made you
Drifting upon the charnel winds
From chambers beyond time
Through the graveyards of the universe
Comes a thin monotonous whine
Joined in an endless ceremony
To the ceaseless beating of drums
From whence ultimate chaos spawns
Plays the mad flute for Azathoth, the blind god
Nyarlathotep
The Crawling Chaos
Messenger of the Outer Gods
Prophet of Destruction
Risen from the blackness of 27 centuries
Bearing messages from places not of this planet
When the heat rose he came, chaos precedes his name
By the pale moon his light guides, and by madness divides
Your world transported between veils of existence
Mind exposed to reality beyond human sense
His purpose beyond comprehension
Only brief glimpses shown of his intentions.
A thousand forms he has taken
Yet will he forever remain faceless
Now you shall know the ruin he's left
This one that they call the soul of the ancients
Credits
Writer(s): Ian Andrus
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