I know them sounds
Scratching from beyond
Beyond the ancient gate
From a time past

There are spheres
Realms of black madness
Of howling and screams
Feeding on corporeality

Amorphous eldritch forms
Hissing obsidian scales
Tenticular ancient thrashings
A maddening abode

There are fissures
Cracks to the beyond
Keys and doors
Portals and men
Unknown terrors
Unimagined pleasures

Men shall be vessels
To carry the old ones
To walk among us
Like wolves among the flock