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I have whirled with the earth at the dawning,
When the sky was a vaporous flame;
I have seen the dark universe yawning
Where the black planets roll without aim.

Where they roll in their horror
Unheeded,
Without knowledge or lustre
Or name

I was old when the pharaohs first mounted
The jewel-decked throne by the Nile;
I was old in those epochs uncounted
When I, and only I, was vile;

And Man, yet happy
And untainted,
Dwelt in bliss on the far
Arctic isle.

Through the ghoul-guarded gateways of slumber,
Past the abyss of night,
I have lived over my lives without number,
I have sounded all things with my sight;
Driven to madness with fright

Oh, great was the sin of my spirit,
And great is the reach of its doom;
Not the pity of Heaven can cheer it,
Nor can respite be found in the tomb:
Down the infinite aeons come beating
the wings of unmerciful gloom.

I have haunted the tombs of the ages,
I have flown on the pinions of fear,
Where the smoke-belching Erebus rages
Where the jokulls loom snow-clad and drear:
And in realms where the sun of the desert
consumes what it never can cheer.

I am the nemesis, of all things
The hunter in the dark
Born from the night
I am nemesis

(Based upon a poem by Howard Phillips Lovecraft)

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