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Take Heed of What Your Fracking Awakes
In stygian depths, a specter swims, descendant of Great Cthulhu and Leviathan. For eight hundred years in caverns deep, beneath stygian black waters, his cryogenic sleep’s, disturbed by fracked-cracks in Gaia’s core. now he rests in peace, no more. No ordinary Cthulhu now is this, no ordinary demonic fish, this diabolic fiend is twisted from spilled chemicals, toxic rot, unseen. Venomous waste has shaped his brain and nuclear essence his heart contains. Where once Great Cthulhu was frightening to see, this descendant, poison-minded, be. Terror of sailor’s nightmares swims, in salty waters, poisoned by men who cared for only money, you see, Descendant Cthulhu heartless be. When putrid breath and jagged teeth caress the ships that sail the seas, the foulest stench of stomach acids, will digest men like, melted plastic. Oh men of tomorrow, do take heed, sew no more nuclear or toxic seeds. This last boat to sail these seas, our dead souls now and forever plead!
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