Dregs of Sanity

I have graced as drifting dust
From aeons past blackness
I am a tongue of YOG-SOTHOTH

I speak in spheres
Beyond dimensions of time
Future upholds my slumber

I speak in spheres and am made king of snakes
And they bow before my calls
When stars speak to lullabies of the sky

Dregs of sanity
Oh, great ocean, I enter into thee

A birth of hunger came
Desire, truth and soul
But how can we see if knowledge cannot disbelieve
The sky is silent
The stars are gone

We turn our eyes to disbelieve