Worlds of sardonic actuality impinging on vortices of febrile dreams Black tentacles and withered claws! Niggurath! Her name whispered among incantations Blackened goat of the fevered woods, bearing a thousand young Constantly regurgitating creatures of monstrosity To be re-consumed into miasmatic-form Too bound by the ancient whispers of Eibon! She lurks abreast the old crone, eagerly awaiting rituals of sacrifice Too shifting within lucid visions of ophidian animation Unspeakably menacing and horrible Crawling back into the ether From whence that ancient black mass is to be awakened Relentless summoning of a thousand miasmatic-young Sacred babblings imbued by her blackened tongue! By her blackened tongue! Niggurath! Her name whispered among incantations! Blackened goat of the fevered woods!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
