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Нъярлатхотеп
Nhyarlathotep


Древних посланник,
Ancient messenger,
Хаоса воплощенье,
Chaos incarnation,
Восстал из глубины веков
Rebelled from the depths of centuries
Чтобы предречь людей исчезновенье,
To predict people disappearance,
Среди зыбучих времени песков.
Among the unsteady time of sand.


Твой образ скрыт меж звезд холодных
Your image is hidden between cold stars
Тьма прячет твой ужасный лик,
Darkness is hiding your terrible face,
Ты - повелитель форм исходных,
You are the lord of the former forms,
В кого угодно обратишься в миг
You will turn to anyone in a moment


Ты заточил в пустыне юга
You sharpened in the desert of the south
Всех наших истинных богов.
All our true gods.
Их подчинил пленитель слуха,
They were subordinated to the hearing captivity
Играющий на сто ладов.
Playing one hundred ladies.


Ты - пожиратель душ безликий,
You are a faceless eater
К стенаниям ты глух и слеп,
You are deaf and blind to moaning,
Столь же ужасный, сколь великий
As terrible as great
Ползучий хаос Нъярлатхотеп.
Creeping chaos of the Nyarlathotep.


Nyarlathotep
Nyarlathotep


Elders vakeel
Elders Vakeel
Chaos incarnation
Chaos Incarnation
Incarnated from depths of ages
Incarned from Depths of Ages
To foretold vanishing of human
To Foretold Vanishing of Human
Among quicksand of time
Among Quicksand of Time


Your representation is hidden among cold stars
Your Representation Is Hidden Among Cold Stars
Darkness hides your frightful face
Darkness Hides Your Frightful Face
You are the sovereign of source forms
You are the Sovereign of Source Forms
Into anybody you can turn in a blink
Into Anybody You Can Turn in A Blink


You prisoned in the souths desert
You PrisONed in the Souths Desert
All our true gods
All OUR True Gods
They are captured by hearing captor
They Are Captured by Hearing Captor
Playing with hundred types
Playing with Hundred Types


You- eater of faceless souls
You- Eater of Faceless Souls
Blind and deaf for moans,
Blind and Deaf for Moans,
As frightful as great
As Frightful as Great
Crawling chaos Nyarlathotep
Crawling Chaos Nyarlathotep
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