The Song of Nyarlathotep
In the depths of creeping chaos
Nyarlathotep the mighty
Writhing in the loathsome fetor
Dreams his dreams in ghastly slumber.
Sleeping still in dreams of kingship
Nesu-bity, king of two lands
With the ancient flail and sceptre
Worshipped in his form of beauty!
Beauty is a mask deceiving
Beauty hides the forms repulsive
Horrid forms beyond the knowing;
Comprehension fails for mortals!
oOo
There are those desire his presence
Those whose minds fill with ambition
For the Ka of the Dark Demon
Offerings in many thousands!
Offerings to bring awakening!
Wake the spirit from its slumber
"Nyarlathotep the mighty
Wake and see your humble servants"
oOo
From the deep and buried chamber
In sarcophagus forgotten
Wakes the Khou of the Dark Demon
Ready to resume his kingship.
Sends his Ka to meet his servants
With their worship he may gather
Strength to toil in creeping chaos
Spread his will across the landscape!
Whispers in the hearts of many
Whispers tales of discontentment
Let the land be torn asunder!
Into chaos throw his kingdom!
Rituals in deepest secret
Ba and Ka and Khou united
Nyarlathotep arisen
Nyarlathotep the mighty!
oOo
Monstrous tentacles of horror
Reach the souls of the unwary
Drag them down to Creeping Chaos
Drag them down to carnal nightmare
In the depths of lands unthought of
Fetid caverns there unnumbered
Where the glass of apparatus
Seethe with strange concatenations;
Turgid and cacaceous humours
Rise to fill the air with fetor;
Mortal souls to feed the efforts
The experiments of terror
Where the form of Creeping Chaos
Has no mask but primal horror!
Nyarlathotep the mighty
Smiles his horrid mocking rictus
Now his worshippers he summons
Now their turn to feed his spirit!
Now the Chaos is unfettered
Now it needs no-one to aid it
Now in guise of handsome pharaoh
May he stalk to give his counsel
Offer seeming wise suggestion
While his other masks are laughing
Laughing as he stirs the chaos
Nyatlathotep the mighty!