H.P. Lovecraft - The Nightmare Lake lyrics

There is a lake in distant Zan, Beyond the wonted haunts of man, Where broods alone in a hideous state A spirit dead and desolate, A spirit ancient and unholy, Heavy with fearsome melancholy, Which from the waters dull and dense Draws vapours cursed with pestilence. Around the banks, a mire of clay, Sprawl things offensive in decay, And curious birds that reach the shore Are seen by mortals nevermore. Here shines by day the searing sun On gla**y waters beheld by none, And here by night pale moon beams flow Into the deeps that yawn below. In nightmares only is it told What scenes beneath those beams unfold; What scenes, too old for human sight, Lie sunken there in endless night; For in those depths there only pace The shadows of a voiceless race. One midnight, redolent of ill, I saw that lake, asleep and still; While in the lurid sky there rode A gibbous moon that glow'd and glow'd. I saw the stretching marshy shore, And the foul things those marshes bore: Lizards and snakes consuls'd and dying; Ravens and vampires putrefying; All these, hov'ring o'er the dead, Narcophagi that on them fed. And as the deadful moon climbed high, Fright'ning the stars from out the sky, I saw the lake's dull water glow Till sunken things appear'd below. There shone unnumber'd fathoms down, Tow'rs of a forgotten town; The tarnish'd domes and mossy walls; Weed-tangled spires and empty halls; Deserted fanes and vaults of dread, And streets of gold uncoveted. These I beheld, and saw beside A horde of shapeless shadows glide; A noxious horde which to my glance Seem'd moving in a hideous dance Round slimey sepulchres that lay Beside a never travell'd way. Straight from these tombs a heaving rose That vex'd the waters' dull repose, While lethal shades of upper space Howl'd at the moon's sardonic face. Then sank the lake within its bed, Sunk'd down to caverns of the dead, Till from the reeking, new-stript earth Curl'd foetid fumes of noisome birth. About the city, nigh uncover'd, The monstrous dancing shadows hover'd, When lo! There oped with sudden stir The portal of each sepulchre! No ear may learn, no tongue may tell What nameless horrors then befell. I see that lake - that moon agrin - That city and the things within - Waking, I pray that on that shore The nightmare lake may sink no more!