Eleven went in
Only one came back
His hair snow white
Where once was jet black
The portal had opened
Only darkness within
But sounds, as if the sights
Could not be discerned by men
They chose from the bravest
They chose from the best
The group breached the portal
On an unholy quest
The cavernous fissure
Was quiet, unseeming
And then came a shout
Followed by screaming
It was not pain
That prompted the quailing
The words were all garbled
Their sanity failing
Then came the lone man
With shuffled steps walking
His mouth was tight shut
He'd offer no talking
For weeks he was kept
On close observation
Both day and night
With him were nurses stationed
But stubbornly silent
Not a sound from him peeped
Until, when exhausted
He spoke in his sleep
The words were not English
But "gorgamasuth"
And "sorgoth" and "yggsl"
Like a twisted Dr. Suess
The first nurse who heard it
Was frightened away
She leapt from the roof
The very next day.
The doctor was next
He heard, and the cried
And calmly jammed a needle
Into his eye
The man was abandoned
Alone in his bed
Until one night, after screaming
A nurse found him dead
His face was covered
In deep mask like terror
But the autopsy showed
No problem, no error
Eleven men entered
Eleven men gone
But thick in the air
Is the sense of deep wrong
The man's words were the summons
Of the ancient threat
This world it's new throne
Our futures now set
In horrible darkness
Our world will be thrown
As the deep ones, the nameless
Make our world their own |