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I’ll tell you a tale of the bottomless black,

And it's hey to the starboard! Heave ho!

Look out, lad, a Deep One is poised to attack.

A Deep One? They come from below. (Heave ho)

They're not unlike men, and they're not unlike fish,

And they're dangerous from head to toe,

Devouring sailors is all that they wish,

Stay away from all those from below.

Those from below, below,

With their pale lidless eyes all aglow,

So don't leave your ship, if they catch you, they'll rip

Out your throat before you even know.

Dagon is their father, and they are his young,

We can't catch them, we’re too small and slow.

I ran into one and it ripped out my tongue,

Huh? Don't ask. Death to those from below. (Heave ho)

Since I was a child, I’ve been on the sea,

I don't brag when I say I’m a pro,

But if fortune is smiling, she'll smile at me

When I bag one of those from below.

Those from below, below,

A feat that the whole world will know,

I'll make it so clear that there's nothing to fear

Except ME! Take that, those from below!

We've nothing to fear long as Eric is here,

To defend against those from below!

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Asenath, the human world is a mess. And we like it that way!

The sea bed is always cleaner when humans are not around.

You dream about charging up there, but better that they all drown.

Just look at the world around you, all comfy and cold and wet,

Up there humans would confound you, up there they're their own worst threat!

Up on the land, up on the land,

There is no greater mayhem creator than modern man.

Humans corrupt, defile, and kill, not that we won't do worse, oh, we will!

We can all watch it while they all botch it

Up on the land.

The land folk have lots of boxes, they live in them all like sheep:

One box to get out and travel, one box to stay in and sleep,

One box to heat food, one cools it, one box tells them what to think,

One box they're caged in as babies, one last one ‘cause dead folk stink.

Up on the land, up on the land,

This we’ve determined, humans are vermin who think they're grand.

Oh, how they prattle they're so great, they're more like cattle sent to their fate,

They're all pathetic, our win’s prophetic

Up on the land.

When they go to war, it's guns, guns galore,

They got no idea what we have in store.

The weapons they cling to can't do a thing

Against our cosmic dread. (Ia!)

The Mi-go and Dholes will chew on their souls,

The great race of Yith will poke lots of holes,

The Tindalos Hounds will hunt them all down,

And shoggoths make them dead!

Up on the land, up on the land,

For ten thousand years, we’ve lurked under piers, don't disrupt the plan.

You want to muster a campaign, let them implode while we drink champagne,

Look to the skies, the temperature’s rising,

Up on the land.

None of their nations ever learned patience,

Up on the land.

That's why we're waiting, let them keep hating

They'll burn and smother, killing each other,

Burst their own bubble, save us the trouble,

Up on the land!