Silence on a desert land
Removes the absence of life
Piles of dead sea creatures
Trapped on the fetid mud
An illusion devouring
The last normal bend
Thus, it can't be described
As a gentle being (I was speechless)
Dagon, rising from the sea
Roaring
Dagon, arms around the stone
Roaring
Carved on the stone
Mollusks, eels and whales
A monolith of an ancient folk
Long-forgotten entries
Deep under dark waters
Fish-like monster
Growing madness now and then
Taking to the grotto (I was breathless)
Dagon, rising from the sea
Roaring
Dagon, arms around the stone
Roaring
If some mystical plot could possibly explain
I'd still would have doubts
For the tragic deeds I've seen that night
Are yet lingering on my eyes
As I shiver and click on my own fears
I hear that hollow sound
At any cost I'd change my position
Please, it is coming