Natalie Cthullia

There's nothing where you used to lie
'Cause now you live in Ooth-Nargai
That's what's going on
Nothing's fine, I'm torn
I'm all out of faith
This is how I feel
I cold and I am shamed
Like a shoggoth on the floor
Illusion never changed into something real
I'm wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn

So I guess Keziah Mason's right
I should have seen just what was there and not some purple light
But Brown Jenkin crawled beneath my veins and now
I don't care, I have no luck, I don't miss it all that much
There's just so many things
That I can't touch, I'm torn . . .