Να 'σαι καλα αλλα τα ευσημα σε αυτος που τα ειπαν....τωρα κατι που η μεταφραση θα καψει το νοημα του
"I dream of a day when they may rise above the billows to drag down in their reeking talons the remnants of puny, war-exhausted mankind—of a day when the land shall sink, and the dark ocean floor shall ascend amidst universal pandemonium.
The end is near. I hear a noise at the door, as of some immense slippery body lumbering against it. It shall not find me. God, that hand! The window! The window!"
—Dagon
That is not dead which can eternal lie, And with strange aeons even death may die