Tentacles, tentacles: it's Solstice Eve, and it's scary.
In my dreams hear my screams, soon we shall all see R'lyeh.
See the cultists dancing round now with their sacrifices.
In the air there's a feeling of Madness.
In and out now, of my mind now, soon I'll be gone for years,
And forever thereafter I'll fear...
Tentacles, tentacles: it's Solstice Eve, and it's scary.
In my dreams hear my screams, soon we shall all see R'lyeh.