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Obscured by falling moon ghoul-haunted black catacombs prowl in ashen deserts |
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As the sands stir uneasy with the cold of abysmal winds |
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Howling from nether-gulfs and from the onyx monuments of subterranean unholy caverns |
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Nighted winds of prehuman times still burdened with eerie voices of antediluvian aeons |
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Horrid ululations, echoes of precambrian dawn |
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Discordant keening without meaning or rhyme |
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Indescribable howl of the tunes to which dance the formless idiot gods |
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Vast majestic sidereal fabric of universe resounds to the clarion |
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Echoes of creation |
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Echoes of before the beginning of time |
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From before the throne of Nuclear Chaos |
