Fungi From Yuggoth

by Alexander Rosetti

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This album is a compilation of two H.P. Lovecraft inspired vocal pieces, premiered on April 13, 2013 on Alexander Rosetti's Senior Composition Recital. The first, Fungi From Yuggoth, is a song cycle for soprano and chamber ensemble. The second, Prayer to the Old Ones, is a multi-movement piece for choir and percussion.

The music is sometimes fanciful, sometimes disturbing. Strange dream visions are explored in Fungi From Yuggoth, while Prayer to the Old Ones depicts insane cultists chanting madly to their eldritch gods.

The album also includes the two other pieces performed during the recital as bonus tracks.


released September 8, 2013

Cover art by Worthi (
PDF booklet and art by Kat (

This album was performed and recorded live in the Hockett Family Recital Hall at Ithaca College. Performers are credited in each individual song page and in a companion PDF booklet provided with the download of the album. Special thanks to Alexandra Haines for her singing in Fungi From Yuggoth, and Seth Waters for his conducting in Prayer to the Old Ones.



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Track Name: Fungi From Yuggoth I ~ The Gardens of Yin
I. The Gardens of Yin

Beyond that wall, whose ancient masonry
Reached almost to the sky in moss-thick towers,
There would be terraced gardens, rich with flowers,
And flutter of bird and butterfly and bee.
There would be walks, and bridges arching over
Warm lotus-pools reflecting temple eaves,
And cherry-trees with delicate boughs and leaves
Against a pink sky where the herons hover.

All would be there, for had not old dreams flung
Open the gate to that stone-lanterned maze
Where drowsy streams spin out their winding ways,
Trailed by green vines from bending branches hung?
I hurried—but when the wall rose, grim and great,
I found there was no longer any gate
Track Name: Fungi From Yuggoth II ~ A Memory
II. A Memory

There were great steppes, and rocky table-lands
Stretching half-limitless in starlit night,
With alien campfires shedding feeble light
On beasts with tinkling bells, in shaggy bands.
Far to the south the plain sloped low and wide
To a dark zigzag line of wall that lay
Like a huge python of some primal day
Which endless time had chilled and petrified.
Track Name: Fungi From Yuggoth III ~ Star-Winds
III. Star-Winds

It is a certain hour of twilight glooms,
Mostly in autumn, when the star-wind pours
Down hilltop streets, deserted out-of-doors,
But shewing early lamplight from snug rooms.
The dead leaves rush in strange, fantastic twists,
And chimney-smoke whirls round with alien grace,
Heeding geometries of outer space,
While Fomalhaut peers in through southward mists.

This is the hour when moonstruck poets know
What fungi sprout in Yuggoth, and what scents
And tints of flowers fill Nithon’s continents,
Such as in no poor earthly garden blow.
Yet for each dream these winds to us convey,
A dozen more of ours they sweep away!
Track Name: Fungi From Yuggoth IV ~ Nyarlathotep
IV. Nyarlathotep

And at the last from inner Egypt came
The strange dark One to whom the fellahs bowed;
Silent and lean and cryptically proud,
And wrapped in fabrics red as sunset flame.
Throngs pressed around, frantic for his commands,
But leaving, could not tell what they had heard;
While through the nations spread the awestruck word
That wild beasts followed him and licked his hands.

Soon from the sea a noxious birth began;
Forgotten lands with weedy spires of gold;
The ground was cleft, and mad auroras rolled
Down on the quaking citadels of man.
Then, crushing what he chanced to mould in play,
The idiot Chaos blew Earth’s dust away.
Track Name: Fungi From Yuggoth V ~ Night-Gaunts
V. Night-Gaunts

Out of what crypt they crawl, I cannot tell,
But every night I see the rubbery things,
Black, horned, and slender, with membraneous wings,
And tails that bear the bifid barb of hell.
They come in legions on the north wind’s swell,
With obscene clutch that titillates and stings,
Snatching me off on monstrous voyagings
To grey worlds hidden deep in nightmare’s well.

Over the jagged peaks of Thok they sweep,
Heedless of all the cries I try to make,
And down the nether pits to that foul lake
Where the puffed shoggoths splash in doubtful sleep.
But oh! If only they would make some sound,
Or wear a face where faces should be found!
Track Name: Prayer to the Old Ones I ~ Cthulhu
I. Cthulhu

Iä! Iä! Cthulhu Fhtagn!
Hrii'ai! Cthulhu-nyth! Cthulhu Vulgtagln! Stell'bsna n'gha!
Ph’nglui mglw’nafh Cthulhu R’lyeh wgah’nagl fhtagn.
Track Name: Prayer to the Old Ones II ~ Shub-Niggurath
II. Shub-Niggurath

That is not dead which can eternal lie.
And with strange aeons even death may die.
Iä! Shub-Niggurath! The Goat with a Thousand Young!
Track Name: Prayer to the Old Ones III ~ Yog-Sothoth
III. Yog-Sothoth

Yog-Sothoth knows the gate. Yog-Sothoth is the gate. Yog-Sothoth is the key and guardian of the gate. Past, present, future, all are one in Yog-Sothoth. He knows where the Old Ones broke through of old, and where They shall break through again. He knows where They have trod earth's fields, and where They still tread them, and why no one can behold Them as They tread.