Cyclopean piosenki

“The most merciful thing in the world, I think, is the inability of the human mind to correlate all its contents. We live on a placid island of ignorance in the midst of black seas of infinity, and it was not meant that we should voyage too far. The s...

Testament of a tortured morphine addict This world of war and violence drives him mad Suicide is what he wants, nothing less Unlikely circumstance interrupts his plans The ship he was on is taken hold by german sea raiders He escapes with no food or...

"I caught the night train to Arkham, and the next day talked long and earnestly with government officials there; a process I later repeated in Boston. Perhaps it is madness that is overtaking me - yet perhaps a greater horror - or a greater marvel - is reac...

Robert Blake was found dead in his apartment Struck by lightning filed the authorities But to damage to the building was found! They found his diary, filled with Knowledge of a church in Providence And a demonic entity living within! … A few days earli...

"I am writing this under an appreciable mental strain, since by tonight I shall be no more. Penniless, and at the end of my supply of the drug which alone, makes life endurable, I can bear the torture no longer; and shall cast myself from this garret window in...

I seek passage from Newburyport to Arkham But the cheapest route is by the bus that passes through Innsmouth. I have heard the people there have been mutated by some sort of Epidemic that gives them narrow heads, bulging eyes and scabby skin. I board the...

“I am forced into speech because men of science have refused to follow my advice without knowing why. It is altogether against my will that I tell my reasons for opposing this contemplated invasion of the Antarctic - And I am the more reluctant because my warn...

“Nyarlathotep, The Crawling Chaos, I am the Last, and I will tell the audient void!” Rising from the blackness great knowledge in the eyes of men Swarthy Slender and Sinister terrifying men with speech of the cosmos This sly Pharaoh, famed by men...

“The horrible conclusion which had been gradually intruding itself upon my confused and reluctant mind was now an awful certainty. I was lost, completely, hopelessly lost in the vast and labyrinthine recess of the Mammoth Cave.” Lost! Lost Completely fuckin...

“St John is a mangled corpse; I alone know why, and such is my knowledge that I am about to blow out my brains for fear I shall be mangled in the same way. Down unlit and illimitable corridors of eldrich phantasy sweeps the black, shapeless Nemesis that drives...

In his house at R’lyeh, dead Cthulhu waits dreaming! That is not dead which can eternal lie, and with strange aeons, even death may die! Mr. Francias Thurston inherits papers And an old bas-relief from his granduncle. The small sculpture, described by Thu...