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I fix upon a whispering light... A shimmering stone, A gate of night. With mesmerized eyes I await his call, Messenger of Father Azathoth Pale faces align In hypnotic trance. Malevolent hands Are being raised! Voices soar through the eldritch halls Of the cadaverous church. Shine, Trapezohedron! Embrace me in thine glowing trance! Bless me with thine arcana! A crystalline gate to the stars... Far from the Moon And from Mars. Ancient soil—deserts of Yuggoth Herein reigns the race of the Mi-Go. Shine, Letras de cancionesTrapezohedron! Embrace me in thine glowing trance! Bless me with thine arcana! Iä, Iä, Nyarlathotep! I yearn to be thine servant— Speak through me! Iä, Iä, Nyarlathotep! I call forth ye, Oh thousand-faced god. From Letras Mania