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In the night of solstice

Of nuclear winter

I stand face to face

With the starless Void

Pierced by the coldest blaze

Of glowing Kholat Syakhl

Far beyond common sense

Under the gloriole

Of deep corruption

The wishing well is glowing green

And the circle is ablaze

By Wyrd reconstruction

And rusty blótknife

Banishing ritual flows

Like slime down the veins

When another sacrifice

Was consumed by mind flayer

So I will sleep in peace?

Spectres over Dyatlov Pass

Malign heirloom of the past

Orange lights behind my eyes

Remains of delirium tremens

Unidentified eldritch object

Floating in radioactive haze

Green tentacle of horror

Touched me in an unspeakable act

I grabbed a slithery arm

Which help me to get out

From the cesspit pool

Of life