Crafteon - The Whisperer in the Darkness lyrics

Indescribable, odd accounts Of flood waters churning with creatures Old rustic superstitions, whispered legends Tenebrous shapes, crustaceous bodies Membranous wings of mist The Old Ones remembered In folk tales weaved with myth Ia! Shub-n**urath! The Whisperer in the Darkness Ia! Yuggoth! The Whisperer in the Darkness In certain deep, steep-sided gorges spied in thickets at twilight on the hills they drone Letters from Akeley, referenced scripts Legendry Celtic and Pennacook myth Ex nihilo nihil fit Druid-like monuments, circling stones Hieroglyphic marks and etchings unknown Star-born race May Eve, on the hideous Sabbat night Furtively emerging from the pits of primal life The Outer Ones of Yuggoth With nameless things collide Ancient dark alliances forged in the dead of night Chorus Entering primitive hills, funereal stillness Acknowledging the eerie invitation To Dark Mountain Menacing, gla**y, strained, rigid stare Whispers emanating from a corner chair Of great tiered towers built of black stone Insidious cylinders encompa**ing souls Traveling nebulous distances The Outer Ones’ mechanical mummery Akeley imprisoned in cylindered night Enslaved to the Stygian realm of Neptunial sprites As hideous fungoid beings build subterrestrial reichs To the blackest goat, Lord of the Wood and unmeasurable might Chorus Puppetry, trickery, mimicking ruse Necronomicon subjects, the Outer Ones seek me Antediluvian architects Need to escape this net of morbidity Unnatural revelation, Circumventing flight through the wood From the house, evade this vile suffocation Akeley? This can’t be real…