A cone-shaped body with a lizard-like head,
That is what Zoth-Ommog is.
Thick serpent-like tentacles
Growing from its head.
Pseudopods resemble starfish arms,
One on each side of the swarms.
Buried underneath the Pacific;
In R'lyeh: the corpse-city.
Deep Ones worship Zoth-Ommog,
Manifesting through many statues
Scattered randomly around the world.
Held to par
On clouded fog
At R'lyeh's brink
On the cusp of dreams.
Where so whispers
Those deadened few,
Who's breath first scratched time
When the world was new.
So speak
And never die,
Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagon.