I expand my wings,

Unfurling mighty leathery wings

In the swirling mists.

I leave my previous body in time's mists.

My shell of a body,

All torn and bloody,

I leave behind

The expanses of the mind.

My spirit is finally free,

My mind, body, and soul full of terrible glee,

As I soar in the night,

Full of delirious delight.

My mind widens,

It opens

To the world before me,

Yet below me.

I see worlds form and die

Stars destroying themselves in the sky

I wish this would never end,

But nevertheless, the night must end.

But oh, the horror!

Oh god, it goes on forever!

If only it would end, but I am going mad,

Stark raving mad!

I have been to the Gulf,

(Oh help me!)

I am not myself…

(Kill the demon!)

I am blabbering…

(Oh god it was horrible!)

Wildly gibbering!

(Don't kill me,

I am sane.)

For I have seen Azathoth,

And I cannot, having viewed that Chaos!

My body is far away,

      my face is gone,

            it is featureless,

                  yet another nightgaunt

Which throughout

      the nights,

            you,

                  I will haunt.