Now I know the mysteries of the sea,
Tranquil emerald hues, emerald blues, enrapture me,
Forever embraced with the mermaid queen,
Now I know why the mariner nervously glances,
Why no one on Grand Isle will ever say he died.
For I too, will never die.
They say he never died!
In the night his spirit glides,
Through the cold the sea roars,
Pierre lives on forevermore.
KING OF THE GARGOYLE album is roaring away!!!
‘I dream of a day when they may rise above the billows to drag down in their reeking talons the remnants of puny, war-exhausted mankind—of a day when the land shall sink, and the dark ocean floor shall ascend amidst universal pandemonium.’
—Howard Philips Lovecraft (Dagon)
But deep in the seaweed-haunted halls in the green unlighted deep,
Inhuman kings await the day that shall break their chains of sleep.
And far in a grim untrodden land on a jungle-girded hill,
A pillar stands like a sign of Fate, in subtle warning still.
—Robert E. Howard (The Symbol)
I saw through the folds of animated jelly a great reddish sucker, or disk, lined with silver teeth. —Frank Belknap Long (The Ocean Leech)
