Chocolate Shoggoth Shake

The Ziggurat

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    July 1955,
    It's so hot, unbearable record highs
    Only one place to go
    Time for a frosty treat from Eskimo Joe's
    People come from all around for the best in town
    You cant resist it, Tastes so fine, Flavors so divine
    But the special of the house, The Chocolate Shake
    Oh, it's to die for

    When you come to the store, Joe greets you at the door
    With a toothy grin and eyes that speak of sin

    Cause in the blender...
    The dark syrup is the key, the thing that makes them come to him
    The masses know it's what they crave
    The shake he offers everyday
    Chocolate Shoggoth Shake

    Back at home and in the cellar something hidden deep within
    there he has the ancient dweller, harnassed now a slave for him
    And he chops it into bits and feeds it to his patrons
    pieces of the shoggoth in the pit

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    Little do the people know, what they eat consumes their soul
    Ingesting this concoction, gestating evil's got them

    Months pass, winter decends, soon to come to fruition
    Deep down underground in vaulted tombs of night
    The servant calls in his blasphemous rite

    "Ia! Awaken now! My children return to your home!
    Vacate your human vessels and emerge into this world!"
    A sudden pain grips all the town
    Screaming they all fall to the ground

    Black ooze choking, their throats are bloating
    their bodies, the young are eating
    Crawling, vomiting, through every opening
    the things are coming
    Lifeless shell left behind, as they swarm across the countryside

    Slithering through the night, black shapes of ancient might
    twisting in strange contortions, countless eyes and sensing organs
    Searching for a way back home, for the door to the vault below
    To heed their masters call
    "Teka-li-li!", they go!

    Back at home and in the darkness somewhere hidden deep within
    there are pits of ancient dwellers, harnessed they are slaves of Him.
    And Joe, will sleep for countless years
    Until the time is right again for the breeding of the shoggoths to begin.

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    Composición: D Boyd

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