Clippings scatter on the floor, A clay idol whispers lore, Harbors drown in black and green, Something wakes beneath the scene. The stars align, the air runs thin, Sailor's know what waits within. The ocean hides a fevered truth, A nightmare carved in something cruel. Cthulhu calls me from the deep, Through broken sleep I cannot keep, A shadow rising, cutting through, And I dissolve beneath its view. Chants in tongues that scrape the bone, Eyes like coals, devotion stone, A city older than the tide, Breathes a hunger man can’t hide. The clouds split open, time won’t stay, Madness pulls the maps away, Every bearing, every wave, Points the course to R'lyeh's grave. We’re just noise inside its dream, Lives unraveled at the seam, What’s a hand against the sea? What’s a thought that can’t stay free? Cthulhu calls me from the deep, This waking life is just a sleep, A ruin vast, a silence cruel, The end begins when gods unspool. Ink runs wild on a sailor’s hand, Storms that laughed at solid land, He swore he saw the drowned return, Eyes like lanterns, bodies burned. The sea is teeth, the stars are lies, No compass saves, no signal cries, Madness is the only guide, When gods decide what must die Cthulhu calls me from the deep, This waking life is just a sleep, A ruin vast, a silence cruel, The end begins when gods unspool. I sketch the shapes that haunt my head, Walls that bend where angles bled, Streets that breathe, the stone alive, Silence hums where echoes writhe. The ground will crack, the tide will swell, The cult will sing, the dead will tell, The dreamer wakes, the world will shake, And no one left will know escape. Cthulhu calls me from the deep, This waking life is just a sleep, A ruin vast, a silence cruel, The end begins when gods unspool. And if I’m gone before the dawn, Tell them the tide still drags us on. Cthulhu calls me from the deep, This waking life is just a sleep, A ruin vast, a silence cruel, The end begins when gods unspool.
