The Carol of the Old Ones

H. P. Lovecraft Historical Society

Look to the sky, way up on high

There in the night stars are now right.

Eons have passed: now then at last

Prison walls break, Old Ones awake!

They will return: mankind will learn

New kinds of fear when they are here.

They will reclaim all in their name;

Hopes turn to black when they come back.

Ignorant fools mankind now rules

Where they ruled then: it's theirs again

Stars brightly burning, boiling and churning

Bode a returning season of doom

Scary scary scary scary solstice

Very very very scary solstice

Up from the sea, from underground

Down from the sky, they're all around

They will return: mankind will learn

New kinds of fear when they are here

Look to the sky, way up on high

There in the night stars are now right.

Eons have passed: now then at last

Prison walls break, Old Ones awake!

Madness will reign, terror and pain

Woes without end where they extend.

Ignorant fools, mankind now rules

Where they ruled then: it's theirs again

Stars brightly burning, boiling and churning

Bode a returning season of doom

Scary scary scary scary solstice

Very very very scary solstice

Up from the sea, from underground

Down from the sky, they're all around.

Fear

Look to the sky, way up on high

There in the night stars now are right

They will return.