Lovecraft's Death

The cold comesThe rats in the walls breakThe deadly sound of silenceAs time decaysYou try to name the unnamableA whispererer in darknessOur hound smells youThe haunter of the darkWill come to take you to our realmYour life, your booksMarch in front your closing eyesBeyond the walls of sleepLovecraft in the realm of the deadObsessed with NecronomiconThe Arab's wicked dreamYou found a path to AzathothAnd walked the Dagon's realmYour friends were haunted tooDo you remember Charles?Or haven't you heardThe music of Erich ZannThe call of Cthulhu we disguisedWith notes and raving rhythmsTo spread the seed of lurking fearInto the heart of manLovecraft in the realm of the deadYour time is out you saw too muchYou used the silver keyYou know too well that minds like yoursCan never rest in peaceYou stared at the abyssYou'll never rest in peaceYou'll never rest in peace