Welcome Weary Soul

[Soft rustling sounds, the gentle crackling of embers in a brazier] [Narrator (softly, gently)]: Welcome, weary soul. Tonight, you shall be cleansed by the absurd whispers of forgotten tongues. Let your spirit drift as shadows of ancient wisdom caress your essence. [A bell chimes softly, resonating deeply] [Chanting voices aggressive, whispering harshly]: Wulfaz! Ansuz! Laguz! Blōtan skal, hlaut af helgum stalli! [Narrator]: Close your eyes, breathe in the smoke woven from sacred absurdity, and let go. [Soft blowing, the gentle crackle and hiss of burning herbs] [Chanting voices] Frerce; Gratin Wispaz! Þurisaz! Mannaz! Raidō! Ecce obscurum spiritum! Seiðr skal ek fremja! [Narrator]: Feel the absurd embrace, a cosmic joke whispered by eternity itself. You are free from worldly constraints. [A gentle, rhythmic tapping on hollow wood, echoing softly] [Chanting voices (sharp, forceful)]: Faihufriks mikla giban! Uruz! Berkana! Gebō! Memento risum tenebrarum! [Narrator]: Allow the chaos of the universe to bathe you in whimsical enlightenment. There is clarity in the nonsense, peace in the absurd. [Sounds of water dripping rhythmically, echoing in a cavernous space] [Chanting voices (increasingly abrasive, guttural)]: Gasta-haurds! Nauðiz! Eiwaz! Ic bidde þe, Wyrd, geāclēansa mīn mod! [Narrator]: Let laughter and darkness intertwine, purifying your deepest thoughts. Feel absurdity cleanse every hidden fear. [Deep resonant humming, vibrating softly] [Chanting voices (harshly, insistently)]: Eldr ok íss, blanda ek saman! Alu! Laukaz! Dagaz! [Narrator]: Your spirit floats, lighter than air, embraced by the delightful paradox. You are renewed by the strange alchemy of nonsense. [Echoing silence followed by gentle breathing] [Narrator]: Awaken now, reborn in the gentle embrace of delightful absurdity. Go forth, enlightened, free from all burdens. [Soft chime fades slowly into silence] [Low rumbling, distant static, and an unsettling whispering that overlaps itself] Ph'nglui... Gruthk na'ha! [Televangelist preaching with solemn hymns and uplifting organ] It comes again... the silent world stirs beneath my gaze. How quaint, how soft, how fragile your blissful ignorance. Gruth'naka vah'sekth, Faluh Seeeth. (Ex spletheth zin'al en cumbria exciteth.) O humanity, pitiful, fearful... tækn ofurhuga! My shadow drowns your sun; my whispers crawl beneath the marrow of your bones. Vosh ur-kaaaa... Olathurl, þursaskelfir, rend your feeble veils! Gruth'naka vah'sekth, Faluh Seeeth. (Ex spletheth zin'al en cumbria exciteth.) You build your walls, your gleaming towers, yet I have devoured realms before your stars awoke from slumber. Rot, decay... sweet nectar of your finite existence. [Lovecraft alien soundscape that elicits tentacles] Ahhhhh, look up... see me through the shattering sky. Ik fremja deorcweorc! Gruth'naka vah'sekth, Faluh Seeeth. (Ex spletheth zin'al en cumbria exciteth.) I am hunger, I am silence, I am eternity unfolding—crawling chaos that whispers your end. Esurient abyss, come to swallow what remains. Witness my arrival; Gruth'naka vah'sekth, Faluh Seeeth. Ex spletheth zin'al en cumbria exciteth. [Outro - Alien Baby Crying] [Noise solo - Lovecraft alien soundscape that elicits tentacles rising from the mist] You build your walls, your gleaming towers, yet I have devoured realms before your stars awoke from slumber.... Rot, decay... sweet nectar of your finite existence. [Weirdo sounds and death metal Vocals] Look up... see me through the shattering sky. I am hunger, I am silence, I am eternity unfolding crawling chaos that whispers your end. [Outro] Esurient abyss, come to swallow what remains. Witness my arrival;