The husk will wither once more
Reborn you shall know of my arrival
By the sounding of the bells
The seas and sands of time collide
Violently as to shake the slumbering
Each god of old arise
To retake a throne
The deafening roar of the silent sea
Drowning all mortals in madness
Dormant dwellers now stir
Called forth
The rites of malignancy
Commence
Cancerous will be they
A god blight called forth
Worship with final breath
Moments of ecstasy
Snuffed short
With elaborate suffering
A moment of eternity
Capturing the immensity
Be still now
The world is no longer yours to rule
The husk will wither once more
Reborn
You shall know of my arrival
by the sounding of the bells
Marked by chaos’ apocalyptic seal
You will know my name
By the wailings of despair.
The very essence of virtue dries before my step
You will know death
Wither once more in my presence
Take heed blessed knower of doom
For my name spells demise
The swarm
Unrelenting
Threatens to black out the sky forever.