madmen

Demonic Words

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Cthulhu Mythos

A man found a tome,

In his newly acquired home.

A book of ancient prophecy,

And things he should not see.

 

Written by madmen,

Different from what we all can.

Secreted away,

It drove him mad in one day.

 

The night he read the tome,

He was visited by Demons alone.

Scores of Demons in his dreams,

Banded together in teams.

 

Sounds fell from their mouths,

Dead and corrupted:

 

"GOR NA'AATHUL TUL' CTHULHU.

KELN DU CTHULHU D'ORST NED."

 

Feeling their poisoned tongues,

His flesh, burning along.

With their very words,

Unto corrupted swords.

 

Do not speak the lines aloud,

EGO, this time, don't be proud.

Their divine language on his skin,

From these words you cannot win.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Mythos poem.

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