On the dark deserted tower, cool wind in my hair
Strong smell of stones and herbs, rising up from the retorts.
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I ventured into the hidden room

There stood the iron door;
I heard a click in its lock
And I was thinking to myself,
"This could be Heaven or this could be Hell"
Then the door opened, and I walked inside
There were voices down the corridor,
I thought I heard them say...

Welcome to the court of Alagadda
Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place)
Such a lovely mask
An eternity of carnivals at Alagadda
Any time of year (Any time of year)
You can find it here

Their faces were covered with masks, their riches drenched in sins
There were a lot of pretty, pretty guests with flesh-like dresses.
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet dried flower scents.
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget

So I ask a servant,
"Please bring me my wine"
He said, "We haven't had that spirit here since the Ambassadors' last return. "
And still those voices are calling from far away,
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say...

Welcome to the court of Alagadda
Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place)
Such a lovely mask
The parade never ends at the court of Alagadda
What a nice surprise (what a nice surprise)
Bring your alibis

Black stars on the yellow sky,
God-shaped hole in the deepest corridor
And the Ambassador said,"we are all just prisoners here, of our own device."
In the grand throne room,
They stood before the Hang King
All the blood was for him,
But painfully bounded to his throne.

Last thing I remember, I was
Running for the door
I had to find the passage back
To the place I was before
"Relax, " said the Wandsman,
"We have glanced upon the Great Dragon's shape.
You can flee any time you like,
But you can never leave! "

Author's Note:

I made a Foundation parody of Hotel California, featuring SCP-2264, Court of Alagadda this time.

It kinds of fit nicely, isn't it? Basically a person wandering into a nice-looking place before finding out some sick shit is going on deep inside its bowels...

Maybe 701 is involved, but given this article's similar status to some kind of crossover between 701 and a city name in that play, I don't really know how to classify it. Also, Adytum and Sarkicism's founder are mentioned briefly inside 2264, and if the Deathless Merchant of London is referring to MC&D, we really got this uber-crossover thing here...though not knowing the GOIs won't stop you from understanding the story.

The Great and Powerful SunnyClockworks' poem collection, Of Dragons and Serpents used the headcanon that Hang King is just a passage into the God-shaped hole, where the flesh god Yaldabaoth is imprisoned, and all the blood that goes to the King will help the Great Dragon(Yaldabaoth, Sarkicism's god) break free in the end. I use that tale as reference because Sunny is awesome.