I know them sounds
Scratching from beyond
Beyond the ancient gate
From a time past
There are spheres
Realms of black madness
Of howling and screams
Feeding on corporeality
Amorphous eldritch forms
Hissing obsidian scales
Tenticular ancient thrashings
A maddening abode
There are fissures
Cracks to the beyond
Keys and doors
Portals and men
Unknown terrors
Unimagined pleasures
Men shall be vessels
To carry the old ones
To walk among us
Like wolves among the flock