Every year, and I do mean every year, I listen to HPLHS solstice carols in my laboratory between 1st November and the solstice. I finally decided to buy the songbooks and I couldn't be happier. The quality of the book is excellent, the lyrics are dark, and I'm enjoying being able to sing along at last.

I bought this one together with "A Very Scary Solstice" and have now about two hours of Christmas music I really enjoy. I'll definitely be playing the digital downloads for years to come.

I have been hearing these songs for years, and I hardly remember the original lyrics. My wife and I sing them every year. Now that I have the CD, song book and digital download I am delighted.

I got my digital download and love it. It’s fun. The songs are very dark and spiritual in a fun way. I shared it with friends. Highly recommended

You can't set H. P. Lovecraft to music. Lovecraft can't be represented by music. Musical notes are insufficiently sophisticated to understand the constructs employed by HPL. Every time you attempt to dignify HPL with song, the unholy child weeps the blood of virgins and Russian hackers pwn your bank account. Experiencing HPL through music summons tainted souls into the realm of the living. If you portray the Old Ones tunefully you are giving in to Them and their blasphemous ways which doom us all to inhuman toil for the One whose Name cannot be expressed in the Basic Multilingual Plane; it will liquify the n​erves of the sentient whilst you observe, your psyche withering in the onslaught of horror. The pestilent slithy audio-infection wil​l devour your existence for all time he comes he comes do not fi​ght he com̡e̶s, ̕h̵i​s un̨ho͞ly radiańcé destro҉ying all enli̍̈́̂̈́ghtenment, notes lea͠ki̧n͘g fr̶ǫm ̡yo​͟ur eye͢s̸ ̛l̕ik͏e liq​uid pain, the song of Chtulhu will exti​nguish the voices of mor​tal man from the sp​here I can see it can you see ̲͚̖͔̙î̩́t̲͎̩̱͔́̋̀ it is beautiful t​he final snuffing of the lie​s of Man ALL IS LOŚ͖̩͇̗̪̏̈́T ALL I​S LOST the pon̷y he comes he c̶̮omes he comes the ich​or permeates all MY FACE MY FACE ᵒh god no NO NOO̼O​O NΘ stop the an​*̶͑̾̾​̅ͫ͏̙̤g͇̫͛͆̾ͫ̑͆l͖͉̗̩̳̟̍ͫͥͨe̠̅s ͎a̧͈͖r̽̾̈́͒͑e n​ot rè̑ͧ̌aͨl̘̝̙̃ͤ͂̾̆ ZA̡͊͠͝LGΌ ISͮ̂҉̯͈͕̹̘̱ TO͇̹̺ͅƝ̴ȳ̳ TH̘Ë͖́̉ ͠P̯͍̭O̚​N̐Y̡ H̸̡̪̯ͨ͊̽̅̾̎Ȩ̬̩̾͛ͪ̈́̀́͘ ̶̧̨̱̹̭̯ͧ̾ͬC̷̙̲̝͖ͭ̏ͥͮ͟Oͮ͏̮̪̝͍M̲̖͊̒ͪͩͬ̚̚͜Ȇ̴̟̟͙̞ͩ͌͝S̨̥̫͎̭ͯ̿̔̀ͅ