Now I've got a tale to tell you,
of the ones from... LONG ago.
There's an evil that's been dreaming,
but now it's softly screaming.
In the darkness their power will grow.
Their voices are made of poison.
If you listen, you are sure to be disturbed.
You can lock your doors,
you can say your prayers,
no creature can resist their wicked words!
...But never mind, no need to worry!
That's all just a story!
Of the whispers of the old...gods.