---

And it was then that Nyarlathotep
Came out from Egypt
Who he was, none could tell
But he was of the old natives blood

And looked like
A Pharaon the fellahin knelt
When they saw him yet could not why say
He said he had
Risen up out of the blackness

Of twenty-seven centuries
And that he had heard messages
From places not on this planet
Of twenty-seven centuries
And that he had heard messages

Into the lands come Nyarlathotep
The great messenger
The have a thousand form

And where Nyarlathotep went
Rest vanished; for the small hours
Were rent with the screams
Of a nightmare
Nyarlathotep with a thousand form

---

Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.