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(To the tune of Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer, and with profuse apologies to Johnny Marks.)
Hail to the dread Cthulhu!
Cylopean and rugose,
And if you ever saw Him
Your brains would dribble out your nose.
All of the other Old Ones
Used to laugh and call him names.
He sleeps in sunken R'lyeh
Until the world can be reclaimed.
One day when the stars are right
Hastur comes to say
"That which is dead eternal lies;
With strange aeons death shall die."
Then all the Deep Ones rise up,
Shoggoths ululate with glee!
Hail to the dread Cthulhu,
It's the end of history!
As, Cthulhumas! Cthulhu fhtagn, everyone! Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn!
Hail to the dread Cthulhu!
Cylopean and rugose,
And if you ever saw Him
Your brains would dribble out your nose.
All of the other Old Ones
Used to laugh and call him names.
He sleeps in sunken R'lyeh
Until the world can be reclaimed.
One day when the stars are right
Hastur comes to say
"That which is dead eternal lies;
With strange aeons death shall die."
Then all the Deep Ones rise up,
Shoggoths ululate with glee!
Hail to the dread Cthulhu,
It's the end of history!
As, Cthulhumas! Cthulhu fhtagn, everyone! Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn!