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Black hangs tomorrow’s dawn

A sombre premonition of ceaseless bereavement

Inherent disillusion now clouds consciousness

Sanity dims as nightfall ensues

Tomorrow a dream you never conceive

Tomorrow a black usurpation

Nyarlathotep, by this name you suffer

Nyarlathotep, by this name you rot

Black wind crawls

Across barren lands

Insanity that targets feeble man

The Skinless one

The Masked Messenger

Speaker of the Bloodiest Tongue

Blind chaos born

The earth weeps with scorn

The fabric of existence now torn

Who'll leave us bereft

Who'll inherit the earth

Who’ll summon death (Nyarlathotep)

Your time has come to see the light

Of crawling chaos’ darkest night

You can only hope that you die

Or you'll see the world through empty eyes

Kneel before the faceless gods

The madness that does slowly trod

Now you know the plague that falls

The madness of Chaos that crawls

Eyes torn from sockets

The faces that no longer breathe

Irrevocable madness that is he

Crawling black across lands plagued by meteorfall,

eternally writhes he in grotesque chaos awaiting the call

Black mist through ebony night

as humanity suffers under ivory moonlight

Teeming endless madness,

The lands he does smite