“Nyarlathotep, The Crawling Chaos, I am the Last, and I will tell the audient void!”

Rising from the blackness
great knowledge in the eyes of men
Swarthy Slender and Sinister
terrifying men with speech of the cosmos

This sly Pharaoh,
famed by men,
where he went all hell descends!


Nyarlathotep! Crawling Chaos!
Nyarlathotep! I am the Last!

I recall when he came to my city of crime
Gathering followers of hypnotized kind
Mesmerized by technology, but what it is they fail to see
Is death, and phantom shades of horror in his eyes

I defied his dark teachings!
Knocked to the ground, which discharged my spectacles

As I looked, I smelled a stench and before me a grotesque fiend of blackness

A Grotesque Fiend of Blackness!

After the horror I just saw and all the unworldly knowledge dispersed into my mind
I ran back to the city on this autumn night and reunited with my mutual spectators
I swear we felt something from the greenish moon because our chemistry seemed to alter into zombification

We started to depend on the green light, and started to travel in marching formations
All seemed to know our destination some went down alleys and screamed and some went Mad!


Nyarlathotep!
The Crawling Chaos
Nyarlathotep
I am the last! And I will tell the audient void!

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