Clouds gray as concrete
Hide a sky blue as baby's breath
The sun hides behind the slate gray clouds, mourning over a lost friend
This room and its suffocating silence enclose like a plus sized coffin
Night approaches as shadows flit and dance a jagged dances and hide gruesome figures of dark lore
Nightmares attack my sleepless mind with every close of my eyes
Insomnia is the only chance of peace from the insanity of my subconscious
Dark beings of writhing, pulsating, slippery flesh
Chanting and murmuring things in low guttural tones
Invoking insane glimpses of the woes of Man's bleak future
The lives of all of humanity being held in the grasp of the Elder Ones
With the crash of seas life ceases
Only Their cultists have the pleasure of dying quickly
All of the other poor souls are trapped to prolonged suffering and torment
- With a shock i jolt awake
My mind reeling from the horrendous nightmare my mind just went through
Hands shaking and pulse racing
I lay awake for the rest of this dark night
With another quick shiver i rise up from my sweat soaked bed
And exit my room to get something to soothe my rattled nerves
I glance outside to see the freshly fallen snow
As I do my mind goes
Into a deep and shadowy abyssal land
for I have now seen the eyes of the Elder ones
My tale has reached its end 'tis true
I hope many a pleasant nights sleep my friends
And I pray that They do not come for you too
As this fate is worse than death
To quote the master of these beings dark lore
"That is not dead which can eternal lie.
...And with strange aeons even death may die"
