The Music of Erich Zann

You play the violin of fate
With matchless, driven haste,
In the midnight hour late,
A song amorphous and displaced!

All the windows open wide,
You play, you play, you play!
You let the madness in and glide
Into the dreamlands far away.

You play the violin of things
Unspoken in the dark,
On your eldritch, howling strings,
That rip the space-time right apart.

You play the symphony of doom,
Beyond the purple ray!
O lunacy outside this room!
The vortex swirls, you play, you play!

Screeching, twisting dies the mind,
You play insanity!
Of the cosmic, starbound kind,
The gibbous inhumanity!

Blasphemous your fingers jerk,
In ecstasy and loathful chants!
Like a cultist in his work,
You play of fungi, serpents, plants!

You play with moonshine in your eyes,
Beyond the mortal realm,
Of the nameless things that rise;
You play, you play, to overhelm!

It echos through the spectral haze,
To Yuggoth's unnamed shores!
You play, you play, you play – you gaze!
My head! My god! The open doors!

You play, you play, you play, you... pl... ay aayyhsffhhdg... –
                                                                       Uhdghvj...
                                                                               Jjhdgh...
                                                                Yojgköfndbdjbhd!

                                                                       Yajī'u ash-shudhdhādh!

                                           I'a, I'a, Yog-Sothoth!

   Yog-Sothoth knows the gate!

   Yog-Sothoth is the gate!

   Yog-Sothoth is the key and guardian of the gate!