"Woe be unto he whose eyes gaze upon this cursed text"

The mystic warned me in my dreams

I felt her presence, her visions were so real

I must admit that this ancient tome seemed insignificant at first

But with each passing chapter I unlocked its curse

The curse of maddening whispers

Behind my eyes I see the Yellow Sign

Strange is the night where black stars risе

His symbol emblazoned in my mind

Removal of thе pallid mask reveals what lurks behind

As my obsession grew each day I become more withdrawn

Shunning my loved ones, refusing all visitors

Isolated in my reading chambers

Sleep deprived and extremely dehydrated

In fever dreams his voice resonates deep within my soul

I search for him under surreal moons pacing the eternal lake

Breaking down the door my family frantically searches my room

Only the tome remains, I've vanished without a trace

Where black stars hang in the heavens

Is where he waits for me

Enrobed by his aura

I take the hand of the Yellow King

He who eats time

Emperor of this ageless plane

Encircled by nighted towers

His fathomless glare now upon me

As the twin suns sink behind the lake

The shadows lengthen in dim Carcosa

Strange moons circling throughout the skies

But stranger still is lost Carcosa

Songs that the Hyades shall sing

Must die unheard in silent Carcosa

Where celestial tears are forever shed

I lay my head in lost Carcosa