Avatar Seduced By Necromancy
In the wind of the mind rises the Turbulence called I It breaks down, showers the barren thought All life is shocked, this desert is the abyss Wherein is the Universe The stars are but thistles in that waste yet this desert is but one spot accursed in the world of bliss Now and again travellers cross the desert They come from the Great Sea, and to the Great Sea they Go One by one they walked into the Land beyond the Stars, Following the secret Pathways into Creation unknown Guided by the forbidden Grimoires of Necromancy They heard the Call of Cthulthu, loudly roaming in the Sky, nonesome trembling from below Spectres arose before them, terrible Offsprings looked at them with their darksome eyes of Death Only the pure shall pass... May He who Tresspasses the void within and masters the Spellcraft of the Necronomicon descend into the Netherworld in all his Glory...