...Come, ye little children, may I take thee away,
to the Realm of wonder where weirdness ever lingers...
...Yes, where the Absu rolls over the underearth,
there ye must share my lifeless leathern... wings...

...And praised be the suffumigations
of undreamt sickness and decay...

...So my Myrmidon, I flatter every nightmare ,
I, Daëmoness has touched each dream or fantasy...
Now, atlast they seem...to bend their knee,
for they are obsessed by Me...
The Lady so Old, so Ancient
and of disease...
...Lady Lamashta...
the myriad dimensional She-fiend...!

...My voice...She is calling rapturous - yet fierce...
...This shape...I, Goddess am sensual - yet formless...
...My claws... through ye visions they may pierce...
...This essence...all newborn enchant my bloodthirstiness...

...Crawl, my chosen minions...may I tempt ye this way,
trough outer Gates ye travel and ye Death haunts the day...

...Wade within Darkwaters...come to lick me in dread,
I'm going to give ye the choice that many never had...

(...madness...mad...)