Once you sent promises of destruction

To the ones who refused to kneel.

We did not fear the pledges of doom;

For we hold things beyond your reach.

Our minds as black as our masters’ hearts;

The webs we’re weaved are complete.

Implore your darken sky;

Broken down before a false divinity.

The mounds of piling corpses;

Cast a shadow on your paradise.

As blood trickles away in the sand,

Oblivion and apathy shall be your solace…



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