H.P. Lovecraft Historical Society
Death may die
Alhazred Said that is not dead which can eternal lie!
The Arab said that is not dead for even death may die.
For even death my day, my dear, for even death may die!
Alhazred said that is not dead which can eternal lie.
And on his own he penned a tome that is called the Al Azif!
The howling devils sang to him with fiendish songs of grief.
With fiendish songs of grief, my dear, with fiendish songs of grief!
The howling devils sang to him with fiendish songs of grief.
Then Unseen Demons killed him dead on a dry Damascus lawn!
His words live on for strange aeons, the Necronomicon.
The NECRONOMICON, he wrote the Necronomicon!
his words live on for strange aeons, the Necronomicon.
The Arab said that is not dead for even death may die.
For even death my day, my dear, for even death may die!
Alhazred said that is not dead which can eternal lie.
And on his own he penned a tome that is called the Al Azif!
The howling devils sang to him with fiendish songs of grief.
With fiendish songs of grief, my dear, with fiendish songs of grief!
The howling devils sang to him with fiendish songs of grief.
Then Unseen Demons killed him dead on a dry Damascus lawn!
His words live on for strange aeons, the Necronomicon.
The NECRONOMICON, he wrote the Necronomicon!
his words live on for strange aeons, the Necronomicon.