Aye Cthulhu!
(Not written by John Denver)
To sail in your dreams from a long-forgot ocean,
Rising to life in a wild raging storm
The fruits of a sacrificed life and their dying,
To return once again to dreamlands unknown
The tentacles in motion, the torso still growing,
At last I know what I don't understand.
Aye Cthulhu! In R'yleh you're dreaming,
Of cultists who worship,
The stories they tell
Aye Cthulhu! They sing to your spirit,
Wishing you'd rise from the oceans which swell
Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'yleh wgah'nagl fhtagn
Ai! Ai! Cthulhu in R'yleh!
Your brothers, the Old Ones, they sleep there beside you
In far away space, awaiting the day
When they are summoned to this our world
To devour the land and swallow the sea
As told in the Celaeno Fragments
We are not the Beatles and can't let it be.
Aye Cthulhu! In R'yleh you're dreaming,
Of cultists who worship,
The stories they tell
Aye Cthulhu! They sing to your spirit,
Wishing you'd rise from the oceans which swell
Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'yleh wgah'nagl fhtagn
Ai! Ai! Cthulhu in R'yleh!
Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'yleh wgah'nagl fhtagn
Ai! Ai! Cthulhu in R'yleh!
