Mythos poem.


1. 001

In a state that is neither living nor dead,
From His appearance you will go mad.
Trapped until the stars are right,
R'lyeh will rise in all its might.

Still affecting humanity,
Through disturbing dreams in trinity.
Only for the sensitive,
The mad, the insane, the delirium.

He is anthropoid,
Face like an octopus.
His skin is rubbery and scaly,
He reminds me daily.

Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh fhtagn.

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