Legions Of The Deep

So some privileged men Seek to slander me? So insecure Of their own authority Using their wealth And their social gait They seek to subdue And to dominate I'm afraid, gentlemen It's too late for you! We are enlightened Inducted Northern men Whitechapel is not The only host for them Dinner and tea with The Supreme Magus One big mass of pomp and fuss Fraternitas Rosae Crucis indeed! Of the Dew and of the Light The Lamp of Thoth Is blazing bright I invoke the Gods tonight Make me stronger The Brotherhood Of the Rosy Cross Esoteric Philosophers Occultists of the North Keighley Fathers! Hails to our friend "The one who has been duped" I would suggest That this epithet is true For why would a gentleman Seek to boast Of the sacrifice of a kid or goat When the greater crime is A broken oath - or two? It's true that our circle Is adept in alchemy The Philosophy of life And the art of astrology But to beget a being On the astral plane In the light of the Spirit Where they emanate Is a practice from which We surely would refrain I assure you! Of the Dew and of the Light The Lamp of Thoth Is blazing bright I invoke the Gods tonight Make me stronger The Brotherhood Of the Rosy Cross Esoteric Philosophers Occultists of the North Keighley Fathers! "Remember, the undevout Occultist is mad He is but the unconscious instrument of the evil powers he flatters himself he commands. At Death, downwards falls his soul in the realm of being to spheres of subhuman existence. His chance of immortality is for ever lost, and among evil elementaries he thought he had made his slaves he leads a malicious existence of uncertain duration, until having expended his vitality, he gradually becomes unconscious, a flitting phantom, disintegrating, atom by atom, into surrounding elements, at last he is gone, not leaving even a shadow behind. Such is the fate of the faithless" So in conclusion, My dear gentlemen Mathers, Westcott, Blavatsky, all of them! Seek in the cause Just to publicise And to plant the notion In the Neophyte mind: That only a mason of London can be wise! True faith is not found In a mark or degree Or in the vain posturing Of their pageantry The greatest source Of the greatest wealth Is not by greed or not by stealth But through the maxim, Man, Know Thyself! Of the Dew and of the Light The Lamp of Thoth Is blazing bright I invoke the Gods tonight Make me stronger The Brotherhood Of the Rosy Cross Esoteric Philosophers Occultists of the North Keighley Fathers!

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025

Remember that big expedition, Back in '32? Well, I came back from That icy journey with A different worldview Elder gods, giant penguins, Cyclopean cities Mankind's place in this hostile Universe was clearly set for me! At the Mountains Of Madness, baby When I met you At the Mountains Of Madness, woman! The Elder Gods And Great Cthulhu! I could see an endless vista Of wondrous mirage Housing creeping evil shoggoths' Protoplasmic charge Pre-Cambrian illumination, Deepest dawn of time Was this flippin' revelation Only in my mind? At the Mountains Of Madness, baby When I met you At the Mountains Of Madness, woman! The Elder Gods And Great Cthulhu! I don't wanna go I've read too much Poe Were we too blind to see That mankind is a cosmic joke A poor absurdity? Ia! Ia! Ia! Cthulhu Ia! Ia! Ia! Cthulhu Ia! Ia! Ia! Cthulhu Azathoth! Bastard sons of star-head spawn That ne'er walk nor crawl Who'd have thunk this alien race Was father to us all? Remember that big expedition, Back in '32? Well, I came back from That icy journey with A different worldview Elder gods, giant penguins, Cyclopean cities Mankind's place in this hostile Universe was clearly set for me! At the Mountains Of Madness, baby When I met you At the Mountains Of Madness, woman! The Elder Gods And Great Cthulhu!

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025

A swift crash of horses Through the heavy reeds A slender girl, she rises From her dying steed Pursued like an animal By an evil man Who falls before The broadsword of a barbarian To walk a road Of slaughter is my doom I'll sail a crimson tide Until the tomb Iron Shadows in the Moon They found the iron statues In the darkened hall Strangely feafured men From the days of old And with a flexing, Writhing of ebon limbs What should have lain In silence now begins to live To walk a road Of slaughter is my doom I'll sail a crimson tide Until the tomb Iron Shadows in the Moon A heavy mountain Of thews and ferocity Defeated by the leverage Of braced arm and knee I fight and now I lead The Red Brotherhood And cast off from This island for good To walk a road Of slaughter is my doom I'll sail a crimson tide Until the tomb Iron Shadows in the Moon

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025

Oi! A red eyed cyborg atop A winding stair Howls at twin moons That lag the carnage bare War Machine of Hate! War Machine of Hate! A crimson spasm spews over all Before the dark batteries Legions fall On the ground men try to save Planet to become their grave Radioactive nightmares form Laughing at the world forlorn Infernal Machine - Oi! Infernal Machine - Oi! Infernal Machine - Oi! Infernal Machine - Oi! A nuclear brain, an atomic heart The science of ripping Flesh apart Black mathematics In a metal brain Calculate trajectories The bullets rain Annihilation now online Download death into his mind Doomsday weapon, human shape Planet killer laying waste

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025

Seeress cast the runes, Oh we adore you Let Smooth Lying bend To our lustful prow Hails to Donner, we pray You stay your thunder Pass overhead Our horned helms do bow! We fight, we strike, We always survive Keen for a taste of war Alert, berserk, we live To hear the roar... Of the Cloven Sea! Hooray! Hails to Wotan As we stride the whale-road A deadly wild hunt That foams the sea To a distant Ragnarok do we go To war the eerie trolls of Illrede We fight, we strike, We always survive Keen for a taste of war Alert, berserk, we live To hear the roar... Of the Cloven Sea! Hooray! Into the den Of the accursed hellwhore Shields they break And swords they will be dashed To grab a grip Of the strange enemy stronghold For ale and Alfheim we are cast! We fight, we strike, We always survive Keen for a taste of war Alert, berserk, we live To hear the roar... Of the Cloven Sea! Hooray!

Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025

Hang 'em high Cast 'em low On Death's chariot A shape awakes The earth betrays This dark Lazarus A knight in need A demon steed Heaven sent! Dig me no grave For I claim The Lord's revenge! On a Horse Called Vengeance! He rides into town On a Horse Called Vengeance! He's gonna cut you down! On spectral hooves Death moves Guns blazing! A pale rider Storms the hells He's raising Souls fall - heaven calls The guity vow Each bullet, the Lord's work To stow 'em how! On a Horse Called Vengeance! He rides into town On a Horse Called Vengeance! He's gonna cut you down! Hang 'em high Cast 'em low On Death's chariot A shape awakes The earth betrays This dark Lazarus A knight in need A demon steed Heaven sent! Dig me no grave For I claim The Lord's revenge! On a Horse Called Vengeance! He rides into town On a Horse Called Vengeance! He's gonna cut you down!

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025

Here I come with fire and steel Don't question Fate 'cause I am the one Making short work of every meal I do the doing Till the doing is done So gather round And bear the sound Of my enemy falling down The killing floor The whore of war I'll send 'em packing To Death's door! Gods of Storm And Thunder Gods of Storm And Thunder The Lord of War! So fully trained In the art of deadly Listen up my sword, it sings A massacre filled funeral medley Of severed heads And severed limbs So gather round And bear the sound Of my enemy falling down The killing floor The whore of war I'll send 'em packing To Death's door! Gods of Storm And Thunder Gods of Storm And Thunder The Lord of War! Here I come with fire and steel Don't question Fate 'cause I am the one Making short work of every meal I do the doing Till the doing is done So gather round And bear the sound Of my enemy falling down The killing floor The whore of war I'll send 'em packing To Death's door! Bloody rites I live to fight Out crusading in the night A baleful stare A heart of ice A storm filled thunder sacrifice! Gods of Storm And Thunder Gods of Storm And Thunder The Lord of War!

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025

Giant squids! I'm gonna kick some lids Down at Club Zothique Johnny C got some Aklo for me It's time to really speak The Ulthar Cats, man they blast! Y'Gahlith Fataghn Vree Wza - Y - Ei Aye I've seen the Voorish sign I know the primal vocabulary! Kutulu Ia! Kutulu Ia! Kutulu Ia! Kutulu Ia! Kutulu Ia! Kutulu Ia! Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Kutulu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn Negative space around A positive concept A class of things unseen The Ur-Syntax is Now in my grasp Dhonaar - I dead but dream! N'Gai Fataghn E'Hucunech R'lyeh Ygg Yr Nhhhngr Shoggoth Hrr Yll' Ngngr Nyalathotep Y' Golonal Yog-Sothoth! Kutulu Ia! Kutulu Ia! Kutulu Ia! Kutulu Ia! Kutulu Ia! Kutulu Ia! Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Kutulu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025

Listen to the Chaos rise That the fog awoke The occultists know it's time The old gods invoked Into the ocean black The strange people pour Great Cthulhu wakes at last To call them all to war! People of Innsmouth to the sea I hear the Old Ones call to me Deep in the ocean we shall be The lords of all His blasphemy Legions of the Deep! Weird stars are misaligned The universe, it burns A strange light On Innsmouth shines A dark age returns We herald an age of black And as mankind bleeds We shall live in paradise Under the sea People of Innsmouth to the sea I hear the Old Ones call to me Deep in the ocean we shall be The lords of all His blasphemy Legions of the Deep! I dream emerald dreams Of the waters and the seas Into the ocean go To great Cthulhu down below Hear ye the whispering winds Telling you of other things Eerie realms unseen Cyclopean cities in the sea! Oh great Cthulhu, legions deep We come to wake you From profound sleep From a wild clime That lieth sublime Out of space - and out of time Below the thunder Of the upper deeps And far beneath The abysmal sea His ancient dreamless Un-invaded sleep Cthulhu sleepeth - sunlight flees People of Innsmouth to the sea I hear the Old Ones call to me Deep in the ocean we shall be The lords of all His blasphemy Legions of the Deep!

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025

It's true to say That we're a breed apart The mill-fire's in our eyes The moors are in our hearts From an ancient town With a gravity of its own And the souls so proud Hear her bleak wind moan Think you'll get one over me? Motherfucker, wait and see We'll tell you once And we'll tell you briefly Fuck you - we're from Keighley We hail the past And our fathers' industry That holds the greying gables Of every stone we see An anachronistic bruise On the knuckle of history 'Twas no more in '74 Or that's what they believe Think you'll get one over me? Motherfucker, wait and see We'll tell you once And we'll tell you briefly Fuck you - we're from Keighley It's true to say That we're a breed apart The mill-fire's in our eyes The moors are in our hearts From an ancient town With a gravity of its own And the souls so proud Hear her bleak wind moan Think you'll get one over me? Motherfucker, wait and see We'll tell you once And we'll tell you briefly Fuck you - we're from Keighley

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025

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