From the depths he emerges, The Cthulhu Parade in crimson tones

From the depths he emerges, The Cthulhu Parade in crimson tones. Whispers of the echo of the other world, A festival where madness and beauty merge. In the night sky adorned with abyssal splendor, Blood-stained feathers dance and fly. Entwined by threads of destiny, The madman delights in the roar of ecstasy. O mighty Cthulhu, ruler of the depths, In our search for desires so abandoned, We embark on a path of madness and despair, Guided by the disciples of the One We Adorn. On the grand avenue, steps of grotesque shapes, Where terror and beauty intertwine. In the realm between dreams and nightmares, We surrender to the sanctuary of euphoria. Praise his name, the great Cthulhu, Monarch of the Abyss, the source of our insanity. On the stage of this eternal procession, We celebrate the arrival of global calamity. INFO