Book 5: Aren Anul Al Ottos Ailgattab Hastur Aren anul al ottos ailgattab hastur Nocturnal rustling Demonic whispering I see shape shapeless wander foolish through me Master of insanity knowing true Of a beast jaw in the useless human beings Trumble, die superficial worms You belive in thy useless, weak sense No you won�t live the shapeless insanity of depth being It comes from the abyss Shapeless noise i listen to time eternity balance Now if shapeless my gaze mind leaving this world To receive the right knowledge Endless i am.
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