| What can wait forever isn’t dead
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| and in the long run, even death dies.
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| The Ancient were, the Ancient are,
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| the Ancient will be.
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| They walked in this world,
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| after knowing the kingdom of stars,
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| and the stars will pre-announce their coming.
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| But bfore then the day of men will passed.
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| They’ll descend through the door, they’ll break the seals
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| and their claws will free
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| themselves from the ancient vice,
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| they’ll find the way in the labyrinth of time
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| 'cause for Yog-Sothoth time is only one thing.
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| So they’ll go back and reign where they reigned once
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| and their oaths will contaminate the earth.
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| Oh, poor wretch you flatter yourself
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| that you exploit their immense strength
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| and their dirty power. |
| Count the seasons
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| observe the sun and the stars
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| and when you have risen the stones
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| and implored their power
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| that will be the door through which
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| you can call them out of time and space. |