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Deep beneath Antarctica’s eternal ice lie the towering citadels of the Elder Things — the ancient architects of life, empire, and unnatural science.
This forbidden ritual chant calls to those primordial beings whose civilisation pre-dates humanity by millions of years… and whose minds remain alien beyond comprehension.

This chant is not a prayer.
It is a key — one that resonates through cyclopean corridors, awakening fractal geometries and dormant intelligences buried under frozen aeons.

Featuring dark ritual ambient, metallic drone textures, whisper-chant vocals, and a slow-rising sense of cosmic inevitability, this track invokes the frozen architects of the Earth’s earliest ages.

Use this chant responsibly.

🎧 LISTENING EXPERIENCE
Perfect for:
✔ Lovecraftian ambience
✔ TTRPG sessions
✔ Horror writing
✔ Dark meditation
✔ Forbidden ritual mood-setting

📜 LORE: Who Are the Elder Things?
First introduced in At the Mountains of Madness, the Elder Things are:
Prehistoric extraterrestrials
Creators of the Shoggoths
Masters of bioengineering
A civilisation built on perfect geometric logic
Neither evil nor benevolent — simply alien

This chant imagines the moment when their frozen cities begin to stir again.

Lyrics:
Beneath the ice… the cities hum…
The patterns breathe… the stars become…
Forgotten towers in frozen rings…
Awaken now, you Elder Things…

In perfect angles carved by time,
A spiral mind begins to climb,
The frost dissolves beneath its wings,
A shape of thought no human brings.

Their sigils bloom in buried stone,
Alive, aware, yet not our own,
They hear the echoes through the deep—
The chant that stirs their aeon sleep.

Patterns moving, cold and slow,
Fractal whispers start to glow,
Through dead Antarctica it sings…
“Return to us, O Elder Things…”

Awaken, awaken—
Through cyclopean halls we call,
Awaken, awaken—
Let the spiral shadows fall.

From the polar tombs arise,
Let the alien hymns take wing,
Awaken, awaken—
O cold, forgotten King.

Their gardens bloom in silent frost,
A million species long lost,
Hands like petals, eyes like stone—
A science deeper than our own.

They walk in rhythm, thought to thought,
In languages geometry taught,
We speak their name and break the seal—
What should stay frozen… starts to feel.

Angles shifting, strange and vast,
Dreams returning from the past,
Through the void their chorus rings…
“Return, return, O Elder Things…”

Awaken, awaken—
From the labyrinthine deep,
Awaken, awaken—
Rise from your geometries of sleep.

Let the frozen pylons ring,
And the polar choirs sing,
Awaken, awaken—
O cold, forgotten King.

The ice cracks open—
A breath of aeons stirs the air…
We called them forth…
But never asked…
What wakes now
…or what wakes where.

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