Dec. 11th, 2009

the_gneech: (Yog-Sothothery)


Some old press clippings
my uncle's notes
a bas-relief made of clay...
the horrors that these convey
have given me much dismay
I think I'm starting to go ... insane...
strange nightmare images haunt my brain...


o/`
I'm dreaming of a dead city
where Deep Ones swim in depths of night
where Cthulhu's sleeping
while stars go creeping
until the time when they are right

I'm dreaming of a dead city
with angles Euclid wouldn't know
that was built strange eons ago
and will soon come up
from down below

(whistling)

I'm dreaming of a dead city
where Deep Ones swim in depths of night
where Cthulhu's sleeping
while stars go creeping
until the time when they are right


I'm dreaming of a dark future
ruled by that three-lobed burning eye
when the Old Ones' coming is nigh
and you'll find that death itself may die
o/`

-The Gneech

(See also Freddy the Red-Brained Mi-Go, Es Y'Golonac!, and of course the one that started it all, Carol of the Old Ones.)
the_gneech: (Default)
Mine's easy:

STORE IN A COOL, DRY PLACE.

-The Gneech

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