He is coming
He who waits behind the wall.
He who waits to end it all.


All that you know,
all that you are,
he will tear it from you and leave you afar.

He will call on the beast to devour your soul.
He will take the whole world and make it unwhole.

He comes

He who will sing the end of the earth.
Such a beautiful song.
What a beautiul night.
He awaits the night.
He awaits darkness.

He who waits behind the wall.
He is the chaotichivmind.
Eating my soul.
Making me unwhole.
One with him.

Chaos and casulty both bereft
With order without chaos
there in no order left.

He waits for this.
He who waits behind the wall.
Waits for the call.
To set him free.

He will destroy it all.
All will be laid to rest.
At his hand.
He will make it all his.
If you let him.
You will let him.
He will sing the song.
The song to end the earth

He is the one without eyes.
He is the one without form.
He will be the one who lies.
He will be the one who will rape.
Through this shattered world
Through my blackened eyes.
Through this curled fate.
Through this worlds revise.

I will sing the song.
Through me he will sing.
Sing the song all day long.
From him i will bring
Up these spawn
into this cruel world.
Of witch we tread on.
Of witch we've been hurled.

I will sing the song.
And it will go like this.



Serenade the end.
With the beat you all know.
The heart beat of the earth.
The song of the soul.

Hold on closely to your heart.
For its the songs rythem.
Everyone is the drum.
Everyone is the song



He waits behind the wall.
In a palace of tortured glass.
Served by the leigons,
forged from the tears of the restless dead.

And clad in armor,
carved from the suffering of mothers.

In his right hand he holds a dead star.
In his left hand he holds the candle whos light is shadow.

His left hand is stained in the blood of Am Daegar

His six moths speak in diffrent tounges.
And the seventh shall sing the song that ends the earth.

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