They fester and rot, seeking out sin and debauchery
They wage their puny battles,kill and die like so many tiny insects.
WE ARE FATHERS OF TIME,KEEPERS OF DEATH!
WE BLED ,ETHEREAL, AS WE STOLE BRRAKTHOUM'S LAST BREATH!
There is no Honor left in their World.
They have spent it on their own destruction.
We will show them the err in their ways
We shall show them what lies beyond,inside the night.
Their insolence shall be rewarded
With a gift beyond the Veil.
They have only known the light
We will show them darkness.
Let His Dark Blade bring its Fury upon them.
Let them know why they once worshiped us.
They will see power.They will burn.They will pray.
They will know what it is to be Mortal,and what it is to be a God.
They wage their puny battles,kill and die like so many tiny insects.
WE ARE FATHERS OF TIME,KEEPERS OF DEATH!
WE BLED ,ETHEREAL, AS WE STOLE BRRAKTHOUM'S LAST BREATH!
There is no Honor left in their World.
They have spent it on their own destruction.
We will show them the err in their ways
We shall show them what lies beyond,inside the night.
Their insolence shall be rewarded
With a gift beyond the Veil.
They have only known the light
We will show them darkness.
Let His Dark Blade bring its Fury upon them.
Let them know why they once worshiped us.
They will see power.They will burn.They will pray.
They will know what it is to be Mortal,and what it is to be a God.
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