Chthon - The Blasted Heath
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West of Arkham
The hills rise wild
Amidst old ruins
The shadows always lurk
The glint of the sunlight
The wide chimneys crumbling
The desolation sprawled grey, a fine grey dust
There's silence in the dim alleys between
And the floor is soft with moss and decay
Relief, from that great wound that grips my mind
They unwrap, under grim woods, black roots - shallow mud tombs
Relief, from that black maw, that yawns inside
The doom in coloured shadows
His husky voice sank low
His body leaned forward and cracked Engulf in water now
A deluge of sorrows
A bitter mеssage from the stars
From beyond timе to dust
The dark westward tangle
Where the woods turn grey
A yawning black maw
And the acrid strain of death
Relief was all that he shewed
Relief from the dark of the yawning black maw
Better under water now
Better under water since the strange days
The hills rise wild
Amidst old ruins
The shadows always lurk
The glint of the sunlight
The wide chimneys crumbling
The desolation sprawled grey, a fine grey dust
There's silence in the dim alleys between
And the floor is soft with moss and decay
Relief, from that great wound that grips my mind
They unwrap, under grim woods, black roots - shallow mud tombs
Relief, from that black maw, that yawns inside
The doom in coloured shadows
His husky voice sank low
His body leaned forward and cracked Engulf in water now
A deluge of sorrows
A bitter mеssage from the stars
From beyond timе to dust
The dark westward tangle
Where the woods turn grey
A yawning black maw
And the acrid strain of death
Relief was all that he shewed
Relief from the dark of the yawning black maw
Better under water now
Better under water since the strange days
