The Great Old Ones
Album • 2025
With my horrified eyes I see the path That the galley slowly takes The cursed path to the dark side of the moon Where larvae of the Other Gods preach gloom and doom Seeing the leprous-looking coast Smelling the hideous stench of that city I feel my hopes disappearing one by one In this coldness far from the sun Creatures that don’t belong to dreams but to nightmares Of unspeakable ones, the heirs Tiled streets and black doorways Images of death and infinite decay Imprisoned as their non-human slaves I can only hear the cries of their abject procession The incandescent light of the torches The strange sound through that star-specked darkness Terrified, abandoned to my fate I fear the crawling chaos' gaze I feel the silence The silence announcing the arrival of the messenger I have been through so much In my dreamlike journeys I felt so ready, so ready to touch Its marble walls tinted with gold Yet I cry For having been so naive But I hear the animal and familiar cries Of those from Ulthar A fantastic chorus invades this place of distress The call of the clan had been given Resonating throughout dreamlands A cloud of smothering fur A phalanx of murderous claws Fighting in the name of Bubastis The cats of Ulthar unleash all their fury In blood-stained cloud My eyes shine in front of this chaos Covering the gray rocks, in feline wrath Cats open my way to Kadath “Legions of cats from the alleys nocturnal, Howling and lean in the glare of the moon, Screaming the future with mouthings infernal, Yelling the burden of Pluto’s red rune”
Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025
Having survived the whispers of Pnath My soul wanders in search of light I hear the filthy moans Of Gugs and Ghasts In the cursed vault of Zin The dreamer is only flesh and prey Climbing the huge stone steps Seeing yellowish-red eyes I’m running under Under the sign of Koth Jasper terraces of Kiran Thousand gilded spires of Thran Sound of the galleon On the Cerenerian sea My eyes can now admire The immortal city Celephaïs, your million lights illuminate me Deathless city of vision Away from lands of perdition Despite the words of the old great King Kuranes I continue my quest for unknown Kadath Reaching the onyx land of Inganok I lead myself to my loss Freezing wind Hypocephalic winged nightmare Golden throne and yellow silken mask And I fall again Changeless guardians of the Great Abyss Sarkomand, dark ruins Unholy alliance, darkness and nocturnal sky I cross the sea, with an unnatural army A despicable island, horde of mephitic moon-beasts The time has come, it’s time for war A cloud of black wings falls on the shore A rain of corpses spills into the sea Chaos of battle and conquest, bodies hitting the floor Violence, horror, and beauty The granite floor turns the color of blood The blood of those from the dark side of the moon Phosphorescence of low clouds Shines on the ground Having hardly survived the whispers of Pnath Having courageously escaped the vault of Zin I can complete my quest through the sky Across the plateau of Leng, under the sign of Koth
Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025
This track is instrumental.
Soudain, les nuées se dissipèrent et la lumière spectrale des étoiles se mit à lui au-dessus d'eux, tandis qu'au-dessous, tout était noir
Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025
“Viens à moi, toi, le rêveur” End of the terrible flight Over the frozen desert I can see the onyx castle Where the pale light shine The pschent of unknown stars Above the myriad domed turrets Glow with a sallow and sickly flare “Come to me, the dreamer You've been through so much But face the Old Ones Could lead you to cosmic horror” A Hideous blast of a daemon trumpet Resonates three times in the cyclopean-sized room Alone in the dark, I feel his presence Is it the messenger of the Other Gods who observes me? Then down the wide lane betwixt the two column A lone figure strode His regal figure appears in front of me Fascinating me like a dark god, a fallen archangel Pharaoh's voice resonates Calling me by my name “You, Randolph Carter have braved all things of earth’s dreamland, And burn still with the flame of Quest” “So, Randolph Carter, in the name of the Other Gods I spare you to serve my will” “For I am Nyarlathotep, the Crawling Chaos” “Fly!” “Hei! Aa-shanta ‘nygh!” Then I take off towards The cold blue glare of boreal Vega Great polypous horrors Unseen bat-wings beat around me I feel that once again I was duped I thought I could finally Admire my city But I hear in the distance Unknown chant Night and the spheres sing it Already old when space was born Je savais maintenant que ma merveilleuse cité du soleil couchant N’était que la somme de ce que j’avais vu et aimé dans ma jeunesse La splendeur des collines de Boston Providence, pittoresque et majestueuse Et non les ténèbres et les solitudes incertaines Qui croupissent par-delà le cosmos The hellish bird plunge onward Through shoals of shapeless lurkers Cleaving the uttermost rim Spanning the outermost abysses The creature drags me At the infernal Azathoth’s court I have to find the thought That will allow me to wake up Like a desperate dreamer I jump off my flying abomination Crossing endless voids of sentient blackness Comets, suns, and worlds Spring flaming into life Using a vision of my boyhood I wake up My dream is over My dream is over
Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025
This track is instrumental.
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