I drew nigh the nameless city
I knew it was accursed
And a viewless aura reppeled me
And bade me retreat from antique
And sinister secrets that to man should see
And no man else had dared to see
That is not dead which can eternal lie
And with strange aeons death may die
The city told of in strange tales
But seen by no living man
When night and the moon returned
So that I did not dare to remain in the city
Only the grim brooding desert gods
Know what really took place
The fury of the rushing blast was infernal
And as the wind died
The mad arab dream of the nameless city
It was of this place that abdul alhazred
The mad poet dreamed of the night before
