At Innsmouth's Cliffs Lyrics


Innsmouth

Black Cliffs

Innsmouth

Dead end

From the harshest slams

To the grotesque harbor

Hatred fulfils the air

Into frog-humans lairs

Tales of morbidity

Are taken with winds

Putrefied wales

With odd mutilations

Deep ones untold

Zadok telling their gests

Driven to delirium

On ways paved in bones