Innzmouth
Album • 2012
This track is instrumental.
He was blinded by the curse that roamed within the shadows of creation Paralyzed by the shades of starry wisdom that opened an ancient void before his eyes Trembled by the extraneous visions which were seeded inside his mind It forced him to transfer these visions into tales of blasphemous horror To place the the seed of lurking fears into the heart of man Creation was reversed . As it no longer represented the biblical tale of infinite paradise It transformed into the hands of those … “Who inhabited the times before time … (His flesh rips of his flesh) Those of the horror from below (His flesh rips of his flesh) It rises .. It rises … It will kill us all (the horror) … (From his chest with a foul hunger) From unspeakable aeons of time before time (His flesh rips of his flesh) It rises and it will rise … (His flesh rips of his flesh) The horror of all horrors (His flesh rips of his flesh) To devour the existence of this creation (From his chest with a foul hunger) It rises … It rises … It will rise ... (His flesh … his flesh with a foul hunger)” His body starts contorting as appendages start growing, Gnashing teeth ripped out from his chest with a foul hunger for more flesh, his fresh tentacles rips off his flesh chunk by chunk to satisfy his new organs. Horrendous chanting of unspeakable words were forming on his decaying body, binding him to the old ways, screaming with madness as he was being reborn into this nightmare world ... "What Am I gonna do ? ... " "These horrors are just unspeakable ..." "It can’t be real ... It can't be that way..." "They are not dead ... They are going to …" Rise …
It is a quest, a need to conquer the unknown a need to change, to fade into a strange yet original shape to formalize another understanding under values of cosmic law to become one with the true existence of the ancient mystical strength to summon the force to sneak into the unfolded aeons to let the original blood spill into my earthly veins to restore the dark spirit into it's old cage to open the path upon the reality beyond the sight to see behind the ability of the primate mind to step inside the level of another dimension to be born again ...
Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025
What have become of those who had lived among the shadows of creation? Their eyes lost their glow. They look but they're blind, longing for their past prosperity. They are locked beneath the shadow of the darksome waters But the souls of the ancient ones hike and seek the ultimate vengeance of those who trapped them among their sunken glory. They sunk into the abyss of eternal watery sleep where they dwell in R'lyeh. Thus, they struggle to find a path to enchant the minds of worthless humanity with dark wisdom
Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025
This track is instrumental.
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