Your death in my arms arrives on swift wings.
Light leaves your eyes like the dying embers of
A holy flame.
You are cold and lifeless, soul-less.
The funhouse mirrors shatter from a shockwave
Of Death and Fury. Hellfire licks my skin,
My eyes are pools of darkness. I spill
My agony to the four winds, my voice
The legions of the damned. I am Cthulu,
Destroyer of Worlds.
From the highest mountain, I look down
On the Kingdoms of darkness you lovingly call
Your home. I bring a smog of suffering,
A Great Tribulation. Enjoy the light while you
Can. You suffer because I suffer.