Echoes of extinction, screams not audible to the ear, uttered by those, who ruled this world aeons before men
Their records tell that they brought life to the still young planet, only to disport themselves as they did before
Formless, primitive, controlled telepathically Shaggoths, servants to the elder ones
Was it by fortuity or by higher will that they developed a half stable mind which enabled them to store memories and recall them as they please
They learned to resist as their creators unlearned to control What once was meant to crawl has now learned to walk
They learned to form into what ever they were told Now they form by will to oppose their oppressors
Amorphous swarm of gelatinous life raging ruthlessly No sense of emotion no mercy to expect
Formless, primitive is what they ought to be Genesis - perverted the highest form of blasphemy
Their voiceless screams still echo through the bowels of the worldTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
