The Elder Race-Dream Death

Look through the mystic door at the hidden depths which all men share. Long and hard was the war when man usurped the earth Last to fall the serpent men, driven into the waste and left to die. They return as priests of their evil cult in human guise Back to the palace, puts in trust in a man he does not know Can't believe the things he does who His very chamber underlined with hidden halls There is no idead what this night will befall From the wars of old Etched on all men's souls Eldrich words only man can speak Mystic runes, they must keep alive Into bed, and feign deep sleep, Tu-the counselor-knife bared creeps. Traitor slayed his face doth change, there leers in its stead a vile serpent's head. Can't you see they're coming back to rule the world again Plot revenge through their evil cult - the serpent men He looks out and wonders, which are men and which are not He speaks the eldrich words, which he was taught They rush the dias, victory finds defeat Burst through the throne room, some one in his seat Blades unsheathed, totem's face Which will win, tiger of snake? Fight ensues, traitor slayed To purge the earth, the promise is made