1. APOCRYPHA

In the shadows of the library, a tome of ages past
Hidden in the whispers, where the ancient secrets last
A forgotten book of Apocrypha, inked in shades of night,
With the ancient's whispers echoing

Pages turning slowly, in the immaterium's grasp,
Ciphers of the cosmos, in a language made to last,
In the silence of the stars,
Where lost dreams come to be...eternal

In the heart of the unknown, where the dark ones weave their spell,
Apocrypha unfolds, tales the ancient tomes foretell,
Through the void and the abyss, where the cosmic terrors lie,
In the immaterium's void where all the reality dies

Veins of blackened ink, tracing maps of worlds unseen,
Myths of elder beings, in a ghastly, ghostly sheen,
A sigil of the Old Ones,
Carved in whispers soft as death,
Breathes the words forbidden
In the ancient creature's breath.

Rituals unspoken, in the depths of darkened dreams,
Unveiling worlds forgotten, in the stars' malignant gleam,
Specters of the endless, rising from the depths below,
In the echo of the cosmos, where the tides of chaos flow.

In the heart of the unknown, where the dark ones weave their spell,
Apocrypha unfolds, tales the ancient tomes foretell,
Through the void and the abyss, where the cosmic terrors lie,
In the immaterium's void where all the reality dies

Madness in the murmurs, as the lost words come alive.