Yog Sothoth - Blog Posts

Another cute Lovecraft piece

Is there a way to properly remove certain tags from showing up??

Every time I want Yog-Sothoth from the Cthulhu mythos I get that fuckin vampire

Nothing against it but I do wish it out of the main Yog Sothoth tag and or a better blocking system for tumblr

Hear me out,

Eleanor Rigby is such a Lavinia Whateley song

MYSTIC LAND- UNIVERSE'S EYE.

somewhere where the world is not boundless,

where the universe is a mystic land,

someone's presence knows every thread of it,

observes every movement of human existence,

and clings to its essence slowly,imperceptibly

with one goal-to take place and destroy its target.

eyes of rage and deep fear watch the Earth in its perfection.

Nibiru is disappearing,

the era of darkness is near,

new evil forces are waking up and circling

the galaxies to take what's theirs.

it's disguisting influence swallows and eats away

at the dark circle of eternity,drinking life to the

last drop.

the soaring shapeless body coming from

the heavens makes it's vengeful dance,

closes the space and regains its power

over the planet..

..and it will be back for more,

hiding behind Saturn's ring,

wrapping around every planet,

life time is running out fast,

the sun is fading,

everyone is dying.

-t.f.s.

ABSOLUTION-THE CALL.

suffer.

the moon gazes upon the quiet

fearful and dark city where

the screams are loud and strain,

awfullness continues in the streets

life is an incredible disease.

ocean waves come closer to the city,

it smells like death,it's poison,

none of them has seen what's

born inside in a hole

yet none of them(humans) will live long...

...no one will ever feel how deadly was this challenge,

no one could ever kill the absolute that lives and it will ever live on earth.

suffer.

those eyes don't hide the pure desire to kill and eliminate.

fear.

it smacks you down to give up and die in tears.

disease.

it's like the madness taking all over the world,

making chaos miserable to handle.

surviving doesn't exist when the end comes,

when the doors of Hell open,

when a sound appears...

...and the ocean rebels

to it's RELEASE..

-t.f.s.