...at the Mountains of Madness

I see a hazy shadow
Blood stains all over the place
Holy ghost be with me
My mind has gone insane
There's no hopeless hope
If you can sell your soul
Better do it the right away
You'll never hear it again
at the Mountains of Madness
I hear an echoing cry
A howling from origin fears
Oh God What madness has made
Countless eyes and screams
With blasphemous black serpents
Even the Great Old One may die
With vicious Hellish scream
You'll never hear it again
at the Mountains of Madness
It gives me to see it crawling around
Mutilated and dismembered bodies
But it still comes closer with eldritch cry
Tekeli-li