Crimson Choir
Narayán García Campos
Crimson cultists praying
To their sunken god
An offering in flesh
A blessing in madness
The gears are in motion
Soon he will return
A beast like no other
A true old one
In a church
Of the deep
Sings a choir
And their song
Will wake him
The gears are in motion
Soon he will return
A beast like no other
A true old one
