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057/063 13 Jan 92 17:30:48
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From: Jeremy Buhler
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To: All
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Subj: The *Real* "Lord of the Dance"
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There has been some recent controversy pertaining to the "original"
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form of the popular ballad "Lord of the Dance." This free translation
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of accumulated verses antedates any claim so far advanced. The original
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words were derived from careful study of certain eldritch tomes, most
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notably de Jungzt's _Unaussprechlichen_Kulten_ and the _Necronomicon_ of
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Abdul Alhazred. Additionally, quite a few highly respectable men of
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letters from a certain Massachusetts university have aided immesurably
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in translation. Kadath in the wastes hath provided several invaluable
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editorial corrections, and what man knows Kadath? Anyway, here it is:
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The Other Lord of the Dance
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I danced for Azathoth when the Chaos was all
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And the piping of flutes timed my first footfall;
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I danced in His horde in that void out of space
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'Till Yog-Sothoth unlocked the Gate for all my race.
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[Chorus:]
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Dance, Dance; I travel with you still!
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And many of your kind carry out my will!
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You dance while I dream in my city 'neath the sea,
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But I am your lord and you all dance for me!
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I danced with the Old Ones on Yuggoth long ago,
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But we travelled to Earth with our images in tow;
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The Great Trapezohedron shone brightly as we came;
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I danced on the earth, and your world learned my name.
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I built a mighty city when Antarctica was lush,
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And triumphant I danced, and my enemies I crushed;
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'Neath the Mountains of Madness my race danced supreme
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As the eons passed by and we danced out our dream.
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But at last there came a time when we all had to flee
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To a black-towered city in the depths of the sea;
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Hastur, Dagon, and The One With No Name -
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Together we've dreamt since that dark hour came.
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The crinoids of Antartica did dance to my tune,
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And the serpents of Valusia for me did swoon,
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Then in sunken Lemuria you humans danced with me;
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In Khem I was honored, and my dreams ranged free.
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In Aklo you uttered my praises of old,
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And the great Nephren-Ka built me altars of gold;
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With Nitokris I danced, and by thousands you came,
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And the myths of your world helped preserve my name.
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Now I dance in the dreams of the men 'neath my sway,
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And in mad Alahazred's book you will find me today;
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The Esquimaux of Greenland perform my eldritch rites,
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And the sound of my dance rends the dank bayou's nights -
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But the ground I love best for my dances macabre
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Is up the Miskatonic in the hills of old Hob;
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My shadow o'er Arkham and Innsmouth does fall,
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And the pen of one man tells the lure of my Call.
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On a Cyclopean altar I dance in the slime,
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And thus I will dance 'till the stars tell my time,
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Then up we shall rise from R'lyeh once again,
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And the earth shall be ours and your dance at an end!
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Jeremy
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PS - with *sincere* apologies to HPL. Sanity roll, anyone?
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--- Maximus 2.00
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* Origin: Filk - it does a bhody good! (1:106/7674)
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