He who sleeps, ageless, out of time - awakens now from restless sleep - stirring from the depths of his aqueous tomb - at the sound of the gathering - of the neophytese of doom - chants in unknown tongues - echoes through accursed halls - the great eyes open... - the very cosmos shudder - at the awakening of the ungod - arising from the watery chasm - as his acolytes of doom - lurch forth from ebbing tides - as the world's doom - arises from the deep - and they chant...
Ja! Ja! Cthulhu Ftaghu!
