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Barbelzoa - Xastur

Poetry By: Barbelzoa

A poem about the Cthulhu Mythos Deity Xastur (better known as Hastur).

Submitted:Feb 18, 2013    Reads: 8    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

Hear ye the Voice of the Elder Xastur,
The mournful sigh of the vortex,
The mad rushing of the Ultimate Wind
Whom I call upon Aphoom-Zhah;
Swirling darkly among the silent stars.

Hear ye Him howling serpent-fanged
Amid the bowels of nether earth;
He whose ceaseless roaring
Fills the timeless skies of hidden Leng.

His might teareth the forests
And crushed the cities,
But none shall know the hand
Or the soul that destroys.

Faceless and foul walked
The Elder One,
In likeness of Nyarlathotep;
His form to men unknown.

Hear then His Voice in the dark,
Answer His call with thine own;
Bow ye and pray at His passing,
But speak not His name aloud.


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