The third and last part of the poem...and the end, the
twisting end

Back to the past
Where I left my soul
Now it's my time to collect
I am the last

I heard noises
I saw the dust
People screamed we have had to run
Must
I stayed there
Hide my body somewhere
I saw it
I feared
I cried

It came out of nowhere
Walked its way, maybe flew
But it was there
Here
Oh, dear

We cannot fight it
It is huge
It is big
It is Cthulhu's seed!