Hideous distress, widespread and all-embracing
imagined in terrible phantasms of the night
mentioned in prophecies never enunciated
sense of monstrous guilt upon the land
Chill currents sweeping out of the abyss
demoniac alteration in the sequence of time
risen of the blackness of twenty seven centuries
shrieks horribly disturb the pale moon
Of crawling chaos
Peering from behind fallen monuments
the black dominion of the ancient dimensions
crumbling against a sickly sky.
beholding the key to blasphemous outer spheres
A sickened sensitive shadow of lust
writhing in hands that are not hands
whirled blindly past midnights of rotting creation
charnel winds that brush the pallid stars
Of crawling chaos
Monotonous whine of blasphemous flutes
from the unlighted chambers beyond space and time
absurdly the tenebrous gods appear
the blind, voiceless, mindless gargoyles whose soul is ...
The crawling chaos
