The Carol of the Olde Ones

Tabernacle Choir
Música y Letras: 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.