The basis of the fear was a horrible elder race of half-polypous, utterly alien entities which had come through space from immeasurably distant universes and had dominated the earth and three other solar planets about 600 million years ago. They were only partly material as we understand matter and they had the power of aerial motion, despite the absence of wings or any other visible means of levitation. Their minds were of such texture that no exchange with them could be affected by the Great Race. H.P. Lovecraft, The Shadow Out of Time
Its getting foggy which adds to the spookiness. Its just the kind of night they would appear. I hear them coming, the windstorm is drumming, whipping me into crescendos of fear!
Theyre gonna make me ride this flying polyp tide. Why am I here, anyway?
Piping their powers from black basalt towers. Loom like colossi; Im under their sway! Want me to ride it, but Im undecided. What if it blows off my skin on the way?
Theyre gonna make me ride this flying polyp tide. Why did I even show up? Theyre gonna make me ride, I dont feel right inside. Oh why in Gods name did I come to this place anyway?
Theyre gonna make me ride this flying polyp tide. Well thank God its Friday cause theyre gonna make me ride this flying polyp tide.
Tomorrows my day off hooray!