A beast so vile, you can feel him breathing on you
Staring at you, his eyes are eclipsed
An abomination
Was he left here, or just made here?
I can feel him at my doorstep
Killing gently
Oh so swiftly
Abruptly ending journal entries
Hints at death
An abomination
Was he left here, or just made here?
I can smell his rotting flesh
Seeking vengeance for the curse he was fed
Not of this world, but one of the dead
Pray to your deity that tonight he's not feeding
And that your children don't have the same fate
Condemned to a life of misery
From a time with no history
Not bound to where he sleeps
Yet he always returns to me
Sent here from the very depths of hell
Return to where you rest tonight
And bid farewell...
The taker of armies won't rest 'til the morning
Rise up to your calling, be one with the fallen
The horror is coming, so pack your belongings
And go to hell!
Under this city lies a hidden horror
What do you want from me?
Human torture
As if the pain wasn't enough
God damn
I'm a mess
When will this stop?
I can't take it
I'm near the edge
Just dig a ditch
And throw me in
Fuck your gods,
Who needs them anyway?
Limbs sewn from the beast of another
What is real and what is undiscovered
Limbs sewn from the beast of another
You'll be the last to witness the Dunwich Horror