| All around our sinister coasts
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| Buried under the iced waters
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| Sleeps and dreams ancient underworld
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| The foaming sea behind its quiet appearance
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| Hides a complex reign of horror
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| A mutant race between fishes and men
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| Even sand turned red in the past
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| And seems to be thirsty as the birth
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| Which is not dead can eternal lie
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| And with the strange aeons even death may die
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| In his lair made of silver scales
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| Cthulhu waits dreaming
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| Just here to conquer human race
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| Just here to serve thy ancient gods
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| All those twisted trees are the witness
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| Of this demonic existence
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| One day all this navy kingdom
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| Will crawl over the earth
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| As for a new departure
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| The one you can’t pronounce is waiting
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| The last humanity’s breath
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| To come an spreading his tentacles
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| Just here to conquer human race
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| Just here to serve thy ancient gods
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| Just here to conquer human race
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| Just here to serve thy ancient gods |