Awake Ye Scary Great Old Ones And ev’rything dismay Remember Great Cthulhu Shall rise up from R’lyeh To kill us all with tentacles If we should go His way…
Oooh tidings of madness, madness and woe (and great woe)
In Yuggoth and at Aldebraan The great Old One was spawned Imprisoned by the Elder Gods To wait for long aeons Enticing humans to release them Chanting dreadful songs
Oooh tidings of madness, madness and woe (and great woe)
An Arab said that it’s not Dead Which may eternal lie And in strange aeons you may find That even Death may die The Great Old Ones will rule once more And world shall be destroyed.
Oooh tidings of madness, madness and woe (and great woe)