| In metallic stars the Old Ones visit this earth from time to time
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| And the lore of the Elder Gods prevails not against this coming
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| For they walk not the earth in their forbidden forms
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| They visit the skies of the desert lands high places and desolate regions of
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| the earth and strike fear into the heart
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| Of the lonely traveler and all who see Their signs
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| Yet, no man shall divine their dark purpose or behold Their countenances
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| Visitations of the great Old Ones!
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| For they travel with great swiftness upon the back of the very wind and tear
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| the fabric of Time’s web in Their fury
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| The Beast of Night shall foret |