“I am forced into speech because men of science have refused to follow my advice without knowing why. It is altogether against my will that I tell my reasons for opposing this contemplated invasion of the Antarctic - And I am the more reluctant because my warning may be in vain.”
I led a previous expedition To the high mountain ranges of Antarctica Whilst there my crew split up in two And explored only to find fourteen ancient life forms
After several days we lost contact with Lake’s crew I gathered my men and left to find Lake’s desolated campsite Men and dogs slaughtered, red snow all around The killer unknown, but looming over us were
The Mountains! Of Madness! Inhabited by The Creatures! Of Silence! Madness, ness, ness…….
We counted the dead and found we were 2 short, A man named Gedney and his dog were nowhere to be found Maybe they escaped! Maybe they’re still alive! My apprentice Danforth started the plane and we took to the sky!
Over the mountain peaks; so sharp we searched Only to see a Cyclopean city of cubes and cones We landed, and descended in the subterranean dark
The Murals told of elder things that come to the earth And enslaved the Shoggoths to construct the structures But this unstable civilization could not last long While the Shoggoth rise up to occupy
The Mountains! Of Madness! We are not alone in this Cavern! Of Darkness! Found is a horrid scene of the missing bodies Dissected . . . We make our way further In to the deep, dark
“As we made our way into the dark by torchlight, we caught a horrid stench. Only to find a 6 foot tall Spheniscidae live stock. This told us something was very hungry, and then we saw it …”
Right before our eyes, a bubbled beast If shapeless black!
We recognized the abhorrent mass A Shoggoth from the stories past A myriad of eyes, protoplasmic kind A pulsing, luminous nightmare
As the horror made its advance It spat up two Eldritch chants “Tekeli-li! Tekeli-li!!”
Terrified, we fled back whence we came Through Cyclopean halls engraved Like a blur we floated in a Nebulous world without time, causation Or orientation!
“We escaped, The Mountains of Madness! We boarded the plane and vowed never to return to The Antarctic of horrors! Danforth took one last look At the alien peaks and in that Moment went Mad!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
