Space and time are open to he who has seen this entity jibbering gelatinous mass of puss and mucus from beyond the stars who feeds on chaos
Sluglord of the deep, send your slime to me
Slippery gateways to the darkest recesses of hell, accessed through the book of slugs Incantations summon a visage of the Greatfather Appeasable by human slaughter
Slugs in eyes, Human lies, Everyone; a slug in disguise
From the Garden known as Slish comes the harbinger of doom Oh great old slug of war, breaching his cocoon
Fear and loathing will take hold, Behold the Lords of old
Now you witness their true form For you know not what to do For in slime you were not born...
Mollusks erupt from moonlit barrows Blighting the land; now rendered hollow There no stopping this evil Draping the world in endless shadow