From abyssal wells of hallucination, ruins rise.
Manifestation of an incomprehensible vision i have been bestowed.
There has always been a phantasmal presence in the aether unseen.
Unearthly begotten offspring of gods adrift in the sentient void.
Once made flesh there is no returning.
In reverence watching as cities are burning
before me: the shifting of the tides.
Gateway unsealed by a singular rite.
Unfettered horror in ceaseless night shall bury the world in endless iniquity.
The hands of time are turning with the waxing of the moon.
The sleeping sees now churning, elder dawn are coming soon, are coming soon!
Bathed in light, the wraiths they desire, to take your life with spectral fire.
The bells of death are tolling, to ring the coming of the end.
The end of it all. The world shall fall, on that you can depend
We’ve come to the end.