Tip: Highlight text to annotate itX
Go, summon up the Dead Ones,
Chanting the rites of Yog-Sothoth!
Go, summon up the Dead Ones,
From essential saltes!
Yes, go summon up the Dead Ones,
From the pits of black N'Kai!
Yes, go summon up the Dead Ones,
But don't let it go awry!
O, children let my story begin,
We spend our Solstice with kin.
But throughout these cold and icy nights,
Just beware of family fights.
If you want to study ancient lore,
In your families home from days of yore,
You might think that you'll learn the truth you crave,
From your ancestors beyond the grave!
Go, summon up the Dead Ones,
Chanting the rites of Yog-Sothoth!
Go, summon up the Dead Ones,
From essential saltes!
Yes, go summon up the Dead Ones,
From the pits of black N'Kai!
Yes, go summon up the Dead Ones,
But don't let it go awry!
Let some old progenitor,
Creep through an unearthly door.
And this old forefather once revived,
Might just want to stay alive.
So before you summon anyone,
Go and get yourself a loaded gun.
Keep your candles burning all around,
And be sure that you can put him down!
Go, summon up the Dead Ones,
Chanting the rites of Yog-Sothoth!
Go, summon up the Dead Ones,
From essential saltes!
Go summon up the Dead Ones,
From the pits of black N'Kai!
Go summon up the Dead Ones,
But don't let it go awry!
Don't let it go awry!
Or you'll die!
