That is not dead which can eternal lie, And with strange aeons even death may die.
In the Vault of Doom, Deep in the City of R'lyeh The Old Ones, The Shoggies, The Deep Ones, And the Elder Gods Wait, Every Waiting for the Stars To Align Once More. And they will Rip this World Apart... We In the Mean Time... Will Fill In for them the best we can.. We Are the Old Ones, and the Elder Gods of Today... Join, Or Be Ground into Dust.
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