Deep in the desert he wandered Three thousand years to this day The land of Egypt was filled with ancient lore Of the dark king who rules on his way The great magician and leader of the horde Of things demonic and decadent
All where amazed by his grace Nameless was he the Illusionist Seeking obedience he tortured everyone Who dared resist the Intrusionist He lit the stars in his eyes and one by one Enchanted kneeled and malevolent
Praise the dark son of Azathoth! The faceless god of the Bloody Tongue!
Don't fail to see Nyarlathotep If he comes into Providence I'm still shuddering at what he showed He's the soul of the Outer Gods The black heart of Yog-Sothoth And he haunts one for hours afterwards
Ny-a-rla-tho-tep (The dweller in darkness who rules with his magic) Ny-a-rla-tho-tep Ny-a-rla-tho-tep Ny-a-rla-tho-tepTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
