High Above the Common Soul

High Above the Common Souls

High above the common soul
Where their feeble minds never tread
In a sepulchre of finest wood
Lying peacefully, blissfully dead
Dreaming of a time long past
When men had not yet ruled this world
And the only life that dwelt thereof
Stood more than 6 feet tall
He waits the moment when all he dreamed
Will one day rule again
That day will come to signify
The end of all common men

Life forms taller than 6 feet?
I mean no dinosaurs
They have been compared to Atlantean kings
And strode on two legs, not four
They bore names known to just a few
Azathoth, Nyarlathotep,
And great Cthulhu
Names and firms that would make ye shudder
With fear and with awe
They would make all mortal souls dread
To waken these sleeping dead