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    This digital fantasy artwork by depicts a dark, gothic cathedral interior with crumbling stone floors. A hooded figure in the center is floating mid-air, illuminated by eerie, flickering torches. Below, several robed figures kneel beside glowing embers. The background, in soft focus, features ornate arches and statues. The composition uses leading lines and symmetry, with a dark, moody color palette dominated by greens and grays.
    Your eyes that once
Have gazed the waves
Have long been closed
Become enslaved
Within these walls
You lastly climbed
With fear engraved
The walls of time
This is the ground
You walked upon
The soil beneath
Your world long gone
In tortured flesh
Your name is called
Inseminate the bornless one
Invisible Gods on planes apart
I thee invoke
Oh western star
    stunning photography,  partially in shadow, beautiful female alien with blue skin, she has striking red colored eyes, her skin has a slight metallic sheen, strange runes carved into her skin, runes are glowing ember, instead of hair she has short blue and purple tentacles swept back over her head
    By burial this night
Nitocrys weaves the spell
Down the vault's misty light
The lurking Sphinx dwells
Agony and nightmare
To Yog sothoth they noan
Nightfalls, morbid affair
Beard the faceless one
In the nuclear domain
Arcades lost in eternal skries
Written by the insane
Nitocrys orders must
Agony and nightmare
To Yog sothoth they noan
Nightfalls, morbid affair
Beard the faceless one
Mummy's rebirth by wrath
Below the temple of nile
Vanished in Osiris' path
Above us reigns the Necrophile
Agony and nightmare
To Yog sothoth they noan
Nightfalls, morbid affair
Beard the faceless one
Morbid Tales
    Obscurity hides the plateau
Stars darkened at their place
Nanna's glowing above
Illuminates the silent scenery
Seven they are-Yeziti's Call
Aeon of night-Eager to prevail
From the mountains of dawn they cry
The call of the frantic god
From the womb of mother earth they scream
The wage of creation and sin
Seven they are-Yeziti's Call
Aeon of night-Eager to prevail
"The sleeping lord awakes
Tiamat pulls on her chains
The blind phantom rages
Azag-Thoth Howls
Vibrations at the black ethers edge
As nocturnal fear penetrates the land
Ecstatical celebrations at their zenith
The seven sharpen their claws"
Winds emerge from the east
Deep dark water moves
Even the cold moon eclipses
When they adore the dog-faced-beast
Seven they are-Yeziti's Call
Aeon of night-Eager to prevail
As they admit the infernal tide
The eye on the throne derides
The old gods and their tribes
In chaos Tiamat laughs pride.
Seven they are-Yeziti's Call
Aeon of night-Eager to prevail
    This is a highly detailed, digital fantasy illustration by artist Alexei Tarashki, depicting a young woman with long, dark hair, adorned with black horns and red berries. She wears a red off-shoulder dress with black lace trim, standing in a dimly lit, narrow alleyway. Two grotesque, horned creatures lurk in the background, adding a sinister atmosphere. The background is slightly blurred, emphasizing the woman. The image uses natural lighting, with a warm, ambient glow from unseen sources. The composition employs rule of thirds, focusing on the woman's face and upper body.
    stunning photography,  large male turtle alien with leathery skin, alien has small dark eyes, skin has a slight reddish tint,  skull has a hard carapace on top like a bony helmet, tribal paint on skull, wearing bulky grey futuristic combat armor, science fiction
    In this dark, atmospheric photograph, a small, furry, human-like creature with large ears and a sad expression runs down a dimly lit, debris-strewn hallway. The walls are painted green with white trim, and the floor is littered with broken glass and rubble. The hallway is long and narrow, leading to a closed door at the end. The lighting is harsh and industrial, casting stark shadows.
    In this dark, atmospheric photograph, a small, furry, human-like creature with large ears and a sad expression runs down a dimly lit, debris-strewn hallway. The walls are painted green with white trim, and the floor is littered with broken glass and rubble. The hallway is long and narrow, leading to a closed door at the end. The lighting is harsh and industrial, casting stark shadows.
    stunning photography,  large male alien with reddish leathery skin, alien has small dark eyes,  skull has a hard carapace on top like a helmet, hulking physique, face like a turtle, mixture of turtle and lizard features, tribal paint on skull, wearing bulky futuristic combat armor, science fiction
    My life turns into sand
Immortality is my dream
Man shall follow my command
Sorcery shall conquer my fear
Astral magic and runic wand
I feel that wisdom's near
Across the mountain's ice
Scarlett at the equinox' dawn
I sacrificed an innocent lamb
And drunk the wine of paradise
But, still run the sands of time
Just one thing yet to be done
As spell surround me
At a lightmass' night
He raised the abyss
Covered by the sword
I sold my soul in vein
I feel it, as he returns
The sands of time will never run
For an immortal dead man
    a cat walking on a roof, high above the city, futuristic skyscrapers in background, cyberpunk, neon, cybernetic enhancements
    A dark, haunting digital painting depicts a mysterious, hooded figure standing in a misty, ancient forest. The figure, draped in a ragged, dark cloak, appears ethereal and ominous, casting a shadowy silhouette against the dense, shadowy trees. The setting is dim, with a faint, eerie light filtering through the foliage, creating a mystical atmosphere. The scene is framed by a gothic archway, its stone columns and archway adding to the sense of antiquity and mystery. The ground is covered in moss and fallen leaves, enhancing the eerie, overgrown feel.
    (lunar eclipse:1.3), large red moon in the sky, at night, bleak landscape, determined girl pointing at monster, eldritch winged creatures with tentacles and sharp teeth in the background, cosmic horror, uhd 8k hyper-realistic intricate detail
    See the portal, gate to madness
Locked forever in a veil of shame
Deny extraction - Thirst for disgrace
Watch his break - The emperor's killed
Light of the day - Shadows from beyond
Scaffold of steel - The throne has gone
Dethroned emperor
The foot of the stairs, dimension in might
The king sits, his eyes are glass
Growing of the small - The laughter's fall
Can you deny - Remaining cries?
Descent of the lords - Into the trap
Existence and hate - Unseen gate
    See the portal, gate to madness
Locked forever in a veil of shame
Deny extraction - Thirst for disgrace
Watch his break - The emperor's killed
Light of the day - Shadows from beyond
Scaffold of steel - The throne has gone
Dethroned emperor
The foot of the stairs, dimension in might
The king sits, his eyes are glass
Growing of the small - The laughter's fall
Can you deny - Remaining cries?
Descent of the lords - Into the trap
Existence and hate - Unseen gate
    stunning photography,  large male turtle alien with leathery skin, alien has small dark eyes, skin has a slight reddish tint,  skull has a hard carapace on top like a bony helmet, tribal paint on skull, wearing bulky grey futuristic combat armor, science fiction
    Obscurity hides the plateau
Stars darkened at their place
Nanna's glowing above
Illuminates the silent scenery
Seven they are-Yeziti's Call
Aeon of night-Eager to prevail
From the mountains of dawn they cry
The call of the frantic god
From the womb of mother earth they scream
The wage of creation and sin
Seven they are-Yeziti's Call
Aeon of night-Eager to prevail
"The sleeping lord awakes
Tiamat pulls on her chains
The blind phantom rages
Azag-Thoth Howls
Vibrations at the black ethers edge
As nocturnal fear penetrates the land
Ecstatical celebrations at their zenith
The seven sharpen their claws"
Winds emerge from the east
Deep dark water moves
Even the cold moon eclipses
When they adore the dog-faced-beast
Seven they are-Yeziti's Call
Aeon of night-Eager to prevail
As they admit the infernal tide
The eye on the throne derides
The old gods and their tribes
In chaos Tiamat laughs pride.
Seven they are-Yeziti's Call
Aeon of night-Eager to prevail
    antique photo, nameless one, style of horror novel
    man holding his head in agony, man stands before wall, silent scream,eerie , haunted by demons, grinning monsters with long fangs emerging from a wall behind the man
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