Baring witness to these events therefore I
Will relate in story one that hates the light
It begins with rumors in a New England town
About the occurrences when the sun goes down

They remember the old man's prophecy
Of the horror they would one day see

The Whateley's child a youth gone wild
The goatlike grin upon his face
Oblivious to them this child of sin
And the evil he'd set loose upon the place
Once in possession of the dark book as he hoped to be
But the most urgent advanced warnings were issued to me

Remember the old man's prophecy
Of the horror we would one day see
The beast of shadow's fame calling its dark father's name

In attempt to steal his prize
Yog-Sothoth's child was doomed to die
The thing that was loosed in his wake
Spread its stench and made the valley shake
After laying waste to the cursed town
Eating the Fryes and most of the cows
It was later sighted on Sentinel Hill
Dr Armitage moved in for the kill
Then the man recited the ancient spell
That sent the quivering mass back to hell
Not before all of us heard
The unearthly fiend utter human words

Remember the old man's prophecy
Of the horror we now have seen
The beast of shadow's fame calling its dark father's name
Upon Sentinel Hill by the pillars of stone
Dating back to a time of things unknown

Baring witness to these events therefore I
Have related in story one that hates the light
It began with rumors in a New England town
About the occurrences when the sun goes down

Remember the old man's prophecy of the horror you may see
The beast of shadow's fame calling its dark father's name
That is not dead which may eternal lie
And with strange aeons even death may die

Adaptation by J Livesay
Yog-Sothoth 2/97 painting presented here with permission of Anita S. Moore
from The Gates of Yith
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