Innsmouth Strain

Cold corpses in the ocean depths
Our human vessels we have left
Unblinking eyes that see beyond
The dead awaken to transform

By fin and gill we have changed
Condemned to madness
The Innsmouth strain

The shadow over Innsmouth

Through breeding we change form
By stranger tides we are reborn
To breather water as we do air
Descend the depths to our god's lair

Gods of the deep, Dagon's rage
Descending shadows
The Innsmouth strain
Even deeper into watery graves
A vault full of skeletal remains

Past piles of gigantic bones
Sits our god upon his throne
The sinking city down in the bay
Shall become the hidden gateway

By fin and gill we have changed
Condemned to madness
The Innsmouth strain

For Dagon to finally arise
And bring death to all mankind
The cult now calls the ancient lord
And spills their blood upon the shore