The Haunter of the Dark

Having become infatuated with the distorted and deranged Searching through architectures which should’ve staying buried Bearing witness to the impossible engraved upon the surface Depicting beings come from nightmares not of our world You should meddle in the affairs of sleeping gods Awakened from its slumber, the unthinkable incarnate Accidental summoning speaks an early grave Run and hide, cower in fear And the creature only attacks under darkness Biding its time, with maddening patience It waits to find the man who brought him to this realm He will die for opening the door A terrible storm came through that night The lights flicker, as the people pray that they’ll stay on And in the final minutes, the light failed The ghoul biding his time taking advantage Swiftly through the dark he found him Over too fast, no one saw it happen The found him dying near the window His last words begged to Yog-Sothoth