maggotfelon
03-24-2005, 04:26 PM
Very heavy metal style, obviously. Almost death metal or black metal but not really. So this has a large story rooted in Demonology, but I won't get into all that.
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THE VOICE OF HASTUR
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Hear ye him that howls
Serpent fanged amid the bowels
Of the nether earth
He whose ceaseless roaring
Ever fills the timeless
Skies of hidden lore
Hear ye the voice of dread
Hear ye the mournful sigh
Vortex of ultimate wind
Swirling darkly amongst the silent stars
Hear ye in the dark hours
His call within thine own
Bow ye and pray if he's passing
But don't speak his name aloud
Hear ye him that howls
Serpent fanged amid the bowels
Of the nether earth
He whose ceaseless roaring
Ever fills the timeless
Skies of hidden lore
His might uproot the forest
His hand crushing the city
His blight feeding disaster
His being causing imbalance
No one shall know the hand
That smites the soul and destroys
Faceless and foul accursed one
His form is unknown to man
His might uproot the forest
His hand crushing the city
His blight feeding disaster
His being causing imbalance
Hear ye him that howls
Serpent fanged amid the bowels
Of the nether earth
He whose ceaseless roaring
Ever fills the timeless
Skies of hidden lore
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THE VOICE OF HASTUR
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Hear ye him that howls
Serpent fanged amid the bowels
Of the nether earth
He whose ceaseless roaring
Ever fills the timeless
Skies of hidden lore
Hear ye the voice of dread
Hear ye the mournful sigh
Vortex of ultimate wind
Swirling darkly amongst the silent stars
Hear ye in the dark hours
His call within thine own
Bow ye and pray if he's passing
But don't speak his name aloud
Hear ye him that howls
Serpent fanged amid the bowels
Of the nether earth
He whose ceaseless roaring
Ever fills the timeless
Skies of hidden lore
His might uproot the forest
His hand crushing the city
His blight feeding disaster
His being causing imbalance
No one shall know the hand
That smites the soul and destroys
Faceless and foul accursed one
His form is unknown to man
His might uproot the forest
His hand crushing the city
His blight feeding disaster
His being causing imbalance
Hear ye him that howls
Serpent fanged amid the bowels
Of the nether earth
He whose ceaseless roaring
Ever fills the timeless
Skies of hidden lore