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Formless presence smoke rising

Black Aether erasing our horizon

Seven seas freshly flood

Seven continents concealed in blood

Ceaselessly Crawling Chaos,

Planetary-wreckage holocaust-seance

Ithaqua flares riding winds

Abysmal stares burst unhinged

"Praise him;

he with tentacles like serpents,

Praise with the black goat of the woods

with a thousand young,

Praise the blind demon

who dwells within the pit of chaos,

Praise the destroying eye,

the cold flame & the burning ones"

IA!

IA!

IA!

IA CTHULHU!