They worshipped, so they said, the Great Old Ones who lived ages before there were any men, and who came to these young worlds out of the sky. Those Old Ones were gone now, inside the surfaces and under the seas; but their dead bodies had told their secrets in dreams to the first men, who formed a cult which had never died.

This was that cult, and the prisoners said it had always existed and always would exist, hidden in distant wastes and dark places all over the stars until the time when the great priest Cthulhu, from his dark house in the mighty city of R'lyeh under the waters, should rise and bring these worlds again beneath his sway. Some day he would call, when the stars were ready, and the secret cult would always be waiting to liberate him.

Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn.