Of He Who Sleeps

Know ye that He has slept death's dream for ages unnumbered; He who has slumbered long before the birth of Mankind He who is dead yet waits dreaming: IT SHALL RISE and His time draws near The worm shall not corrupt the corrupted;
Time is naught to His continuation; aeons shall not lay waste that which is not of earth's flesh In R'Lyeh He dwells bound in timeless sleep by Those who would hold back the dark Outer Hells and stem the fate of Man Yet the darkness prevails
Destiny of Man is sealed and graven The stars shall mark, the time of His coming and when the spheres intersect: HE SHALL RISE