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Upon this hill on the eve of hallows

I stand to answer their ancient call

As they return, I am here to follow

Reducing man to mindless thralls

Hours of studies and experiments

Researching data from tomes and scrolls

For countless years withdrawn I spent

Calculating nightmarish goals

Stolen notes and unearthed secrets

From the corpses I have exhumed

Further confirms and accredits

Mankind’s inevitable doom

Deciphered glyphs have proven true

The words of an Arab gone mad

Learning his fears and what pursued

Agents of the cosmic triad

With their salts, I recreate the dead

Interrogating, manipulating

Extracting answers and severing heads

Decapitating, incinerating

Upon this hill on the eve of hallows

I summon the forgotten aeons

As the portal opens the tempest grows

Heralding the awakened ones

The time has come to observe their passage

Tidal torrents and thunder crashes

Immense forms under lightning flashes

Boundlessly immortal, and massive

Rising from dark depths of the seas

From secluded underground tombs

From enchanted prisons freed

Inconceivable beings loom

I answered their calls and complied

Reciting phrases of the mad

I beckoned forth and they replied

Chanting incantations from the…

Necronomicon