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Eldritch Hymn To Tsathoggua

The poem calls upon and praises Tsathoggua, an ancient entity known as Saint Toad. It describes Tsathoggua dwelling deep underground beneath a mountain, where it crafts sorcery. It also references Tsathoggua ruling ancient lands and possessing fearsome spawn, while only harming those who threaten its followers. The poem closes by calling out praise for Tsathoggua in its language.

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Eldritch Hymn To Tsathoggua

The poem calls upon and praises Tsathoggua, an ancient entity known as Saint Toad. It describes Tsathoggua dwelling deep underground beneath a mountain, where it crafts sorcery. It also references Tsathoggua ruling ancient lands and possessing fearsome spawn, while only harming those who threaten its followers. The poem closes by calling out praise for Tsathoggua in its language.

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Eldritch Hymn To Tsathoggua

On you I call, the One we name Saint Toad.


In voorish domes your Eldritch mind crafts sorcery
Beneath the Mount, deep underground, your abode.

The eldest One, near ancient tides, you flowed,


All life on Earth has known your presence formerly.
On you I call, the One we name Saint Toad.

From hoary depths Cyclopean crystals glowed,


In darkling halls diffused amongst the porphyry.
Beneath the Mount, deep underground, your abode.

In Boreal lands you ruled before it snowed,


Among the voormi, your crimson gaze holds authority.
On you I call, the One we name Saint Toad.

Your formless spawn, a fearsome sight to behold,


But only those who harm the voor learn forcefully.
Beneath the Mount, deep underground, your abode.

Through twilit realms with langorous gait you strode,


The stars are right, your cultists greet you cordially:
On you I call, the One we name Saint Toad,
Beneath the Mount, deep underground, your abode.

Iâ, Iâ, g'noth ykagga-ha!


Iâ, Iâ, Tsathoggua!

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