"He is here, he is here!" The lunatics rave.
"In the wind! In the walls! In the young bride's grave!"
"In the seams of the scenes on the television screen.
In the silence in the air after a church bell's ring,
Hangs a shudder of a whisper of a presence unseen.
The echo of the terror of The Yellow King!"
He travels in dreams - In poisonous screams
A plague on mankind. A plague on mankind
The fall of man. Death in the Fall
The man in the mirror is no man at all
See Hali's clear scrying face round which acolytes assemble
Tremble when as one they bellow: "Behold, the King in Yellow"