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From the lands beyond day and night,
From distant realms and forgotten empires,
From the graves where there is no place for the breath of life,
From a source that has no name –
These mysteries are.
The ancient one
Dwells in the dream.
Сreatures that were spawned by nightmare
Whisper about them
And demons grovel around
In humiliating horror.
Not knowing pain and compassion,
Unbounded by morals and flesh,
Blood-stained and sated
They slowly drown in the void.
Human servants drenched in blood
Wriggles and slides in the slime at their feet.
Their grim offerings –
Own hearts filled with dread.
As claws scraping steel,
As a disease eating bones
Their terrible voices whisper in their heads
On the language which is known by only the dead,
The madman and the unborn by the womb of Earth.
From distant realms,
From the grave,
From a source that has no name –
These mysteries are.

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