Bloody Tongue Crewneck Sweatshirts

"Nyarlathotep . . . the crawling chaos . . . I am the last . . . I will tell the audient void. . . ." The Crawling Chaos, the Black Pharaoh, the Ghost of the Dark, the God of the Bloody Tongue. Iä! Iä!

And where Nyarlathotep went, rest vanished, for the small hours were rent with the screams of nightmare. — H. P. Lovecraft, "Nyarlathotep"

"...the daemon-sultan Azathoth gnaws hungrily in chaos amid pounding and piping and the hellish dancing of the Other Gods, blind, voiceless, tenebrous, and mindless, with their soul and messenger Nyarlathotep." — H. P. Lovecraft, The Dream-Quest of Unknown Kadath

Funky art of a shiny, bloody, two edged sword coming out of a mouth. Appropriate for someone with a sharp tongue and also signifies speaking the word of God as it's compared to a double edged sword. Hebrews 4:12 ESV - For the word of God is living and active, sharper than any two-edged sword, piercing to the division of soul and of spirit, of joints and of marrow, and discerning the thoughts and intentions of the heart.

"Where Nyarlathotep went, rest vanished, for the small hours were rent with the screams of nightmare."

"And where Nyarlathotep went, rest vanished, for the small hours were rent with the screams of nightmare." — H. P. Lovecraft, "Nyarlathotep"

Visage of the great Old One. Original Acrylic painting by Mythos Artist, Anita S.Moore . copy right 1998

"And where Nyarlathotep went, rest vanished, for the small hours were rent with the screams of nightmare." — H. P. Lovecraft, "Nyarlathotep"

Part of the Ugly Faces series of prints and t-shirts I’m going to do over the next year or so. Stay tuned for more!

"And where Nyarlathotep went, rest vanished, for the small hours were rent with the screams of nightmare."

"And it was then that Nyarlathotep came out of Egypt. Who he was, none could tell, but he was of the old native blood and looked like a Pharaoh. The fellahin knelt when they saw him, yet could not say why. He said he had risen up out of the blackness of twenty-seven centuries, and that he had heard messages from places not on this planet." — H. P. Lovecraft, "Nyarlathotep"

"And where Nyarlathotep went, rest vanished, for the small hours were rent with the screams of nightmare." — H. P. Lovecraft, "Nyarlathotep"

“I see it--coming here--hell-wind--titan blur--black wings--Yog-Sothoth save me--the three-lobed burning eye....”

"And where Nyarlathotep went, rest vanished, for the small hours were rent with the screams of nightmare." — H. P. Lovecraft, "Nyarlathotep"

"And it was then that Nyarlathotep came out of Egypt. Who he was, none could tell, but he was of the old native blood and looked like a Pharaoh. The fellahin knelt when they saw him, yet could not say why. He said he had risen up out of the blackness of twenty-seven centuries, and that he had heard messages from places not on this planet." — H. P. Lovecraft, "Nyarlathotep"

Flowery design perfect for satanists who love cats. It can also be given as a sanatic gift to your boyfriend, girlfriend, best friend or relative who also loves familiars. Design is also fitting in time for Satanic New Year or Halloween.

Flowery design perfect for satanists who love cats. It can also be given as a sanatic gift to your boyfriend, girlfriend, best friend or relative who also loves familiars. Design is also fitting in time for Satanic New Year or Halloween.

“I see it—coming here—hell-wind—titan blur—black wings—Yog-Sothoth save me—the three-lobed burning eye. . . .” — H. P. Lovecraft, The Haunter of the Dark

"And where Nyarlathotep went, rest vanished, for the small hours were rent with the screams of nightmare." — H. P. Lovecraft, "Nyarlathotep"