Lead: "Slithering Gods" by Bruss 
Beneath the black hills I have found an ancient throne 
Built on a sediment of monstrous & acursed bones 
Time-eaten trenches, the Rotting Masters' secret keep 
Death rattles in those halls tonight, the spectral chamber has been breached 
Elder Things in formless sleep dreamt up our history 
Dark Overlords failed in their plan to keep us trapped in mystery 
Vast secret cellars, titan tombs that time forgot 
I drank the wine of Other Gods, I tasted noble rot