Invoker - Eternal Champion

Then I beheld Kadath and it’s cloud-hidden peak.

And I beheld the Crawling Chaos beneath.

They kneel 'fore the invoker.

The Old Ones, awakened again.

The days are a fog, the misty unreal. I wait for the night and my ruin.

Of vistas strange and lands passing below the shantak I ride when I doze.

I hear Atal and Nyarlathotep, and the chanting of one I would slaughter.

He speaks the name, from Leng he invokes the Old Gods, the Old Ones.

Then I beheld Kadath and it’s cloud-hidden peak.

And I beheld the Crawling Chaos beneath.

Before he raises The Goat and Her Thousand. Before he calls the ones he cannot

put back, I will attack. Before The Deep Ones come rising and crawling,

Before he calls the ones he cannot put back, I will attack. They kneel 'fore

the invoker.

The Old Ones, awakened again.

The moment has come, the horror unreal. They wait at the gate, but I see them.

And in my mind I will always recall the sound of the Gods as they rose.

I hear him call and a horrendous reply, the chanting will bring his own

slaughter. The dagger shines in the hand of the fool, and I throw my own in his

heart.

They kneel 'fore the invoker.

The Old Ones, awakened again.

Smite the invoker!