They know
They know what you won't see
They see what you know
What you know isn’t what you see
Just behind the veil obscured by a fraction
Enough to dissuade, enough to prevent action
They want you to know
They want you to see
They want you to fear
They need you to believe
Writhing in the forest
Deep within the swamps
In the burning sands of the deserts
Within the darkest depths of the sea
Feel the drums, hear their chants
Smell the blood, taste their pain
Forever and a day this goes on
Again and again and again
As the hordеs emerge and thе sects assemble
Shambling along, shuffling
Oily stinking transmogrified acolytes of the Dagonic Cult
They will assimilate
They will infiltrate
They will overtake
Your destruction is inevitable