The Call of the Old Ones
I'a Nyarlathotep, the Black Prince of the Abyss who rideth the whirlwinds, hail thou Messenger who brought forth to the Earth the Shining Trapezohedron, thou who giveth to man substance of being and the knowledge of the Nine Angles. Open wide the Gates of Darkness that the Black Light may illuminate the way. Come forth O thou Herald of the Barrier and enshrine within me your primeval essence that we may become as One.
I'a Yog-Sothoth, Master of Dimensions, thou Faceless One who doth order the planes and the angles, and who art the gateway to worlds beyond time. Come forth and guide me through the Night of thy Creation, and enshrine within me your primeval essence that we may become as One.
I'a Shub-Niggurath, Primal Father and Lord of the Angles, Master of the World of Horrors, hail thou Black Ram of the Sun and Deathless One, whose Name is the brilliance of the Nine Angles. Come forth from thy burned and blackened temple beyond the gates more ancient than time and enshrine within me your primeval essence that we may become as One.
I'a Nyarlathotep, the Black Prince of the Abyss who rideth the whirlwinds, hail thou Messenger who brought forth to the Earth the Shining Trapezohedron, thou who giveth to man substance of being and the knowledge of the Nine Angles. Open wide the Gates of Darkness that the Black Light may illuminate the way. Come forth O thou Herald of the Barrier and enshrine within me your primeval essence that we may become as One.
I'a Yog-Sothoth, Master of Dimensions, thou Faceless One who doth order the planes and the angles, and who art the gateway to worlds beyond time. Come forth and guide me through the Night of thy Creation, and enshrine within me your primeval essence that we may become as One.
I'a Shub-Niggurath, Primal Father and Lord of the Angles, Master of the World of Horrors, hail thou Black Ram of the Sun and Deathless One, whose Name is the brilliance of the Nine Angles. Come forth from thy burned and blackened temple beyond the gates more ancient than time and enshrine within me your primeval essence that we may become as One.
Hail, Nyarlathotep!
Hail, Yog-Sothoth!
Hail, Shub-Niggurath!
We are as One!
Hail, Yog-Sothoth!
Hail, Shub-Niggurath!
We are as One!
The Old One were, the Old Ones are, and the Old Ones shall be again. They came, and man was here: they sleep and the Elect watch for them. They shall sleep, and we shall die, but we shall return through them. We are their dreams, and they shall awaken. Hail to the Ancient Dreams!
Unto the beginning and the ending of dimensions. May the dark radiance of the Shining Trapezohedron illuminate my mind, body, and soul in this my Quest for the Grail of Infernus. Open the Black Gates of R'lyeh and bring forth into this world unfathonable creations. Let lose the Hounds of Tindalos that they may devour the souls of the righteous, and rend asunder the great cathedrals and synagogues of the death gods of men!
The Way is Yog-Sothoth, and the Key is Nyarlathotep.
I'a, I'a, Cthulhu Fhtagn!
Xeper and Remanifest.
/Adramelek\
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