Cthulhu Christmas Chorale
Words by Terence Chua
(To the tune of "White Christmas," by Irving Berlin)
I'm dreaming of a dead ci-ty
Where Deep Ones swim in depths of night
Where Cthulhu's sleeping
And stars go creeping
Until the time when they are right.
I'm dreaming of a dark fu-ture
Ruled by that Three‑Lobed Burning Eye
When the Old Ones' returning is nigh
And the universe will go bye‑bye.
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