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We’ll carve our names in history,
A declaration to all the things we seek of victory.
The undertow of supremacy brings forth imperial ways,
The mass extinction of lambent and mankind is our sacerdotal phase.
Demanding recognition from our helminth gods,
A provocation we’ve deserved for far too long.
What some may see as radical are paradigms we praise,
The mass extinction of lambent and mankind is our sacerdotal phase.
Unprophetic,
A sycophantic ploy cast into the void.
The voices of a visionary judge with reproach.
Censor and poach, their compulsions are obligatory.
Molded in vain,
A sycophantic ploy cast into the void.
A maag with vision filled with contempt.
Conviction be bled,
A motivation until all are slain.
Accosting revelations that they all reprieve,
An Uzil that endures until he reigns supreme.
A declaration authored with no lines between,
His sole devotion to serve his prodigious queen.
I would feast upon the terror of Sera before the end!
A maag once declared blasphemous,
Rising through the ranks with ideas deemed sacrilegious.
His noble rite of passage to serve the queen,
A declaration to become Uzil.
Breaking legal limits of High General,
An Uzil with conviction to slay and dispose.
Bringing death upon lambent and man,
Demanding recognition from gods he laments.
Radical and void of regret,
An Uzil with the sole goal of pure dominance.
Bringing death upon lambent and man,
Demanding recognition from gods he laments.
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Marked with vision, he’s warned with dismay,
Ketor foretelling a fate o’ so gray.
Uzil RAAM, you won’t live through this crusade,
The destiny that awaits you will see that you’re slain.
Intertwined in the life-and-death absurdity,
Dismissing intuition through postural hilarity.
Uzil RAAM, you won’t survive this campaign,
Your future will shadow a vantablack domain!
Seeking recognition!
Salient with poise and capability,
Slighting the fate of what soon would become.
Epitome of demonstrability,
The bending of wills for what soon must be done.
Conquering a world of perversity,
Slighting the fate of what soon would become.
Hallowed provocation with no regard for predestination.
A mortal sentence that is nothing of imagination.
Reconciling in complacency of domination,
Forewarned of certain demise with apathetic condemnation.
An Uzil on the attack,
His future enshrouded in void vantablack.
Seeking recognition of servitude and scum,
Ketor warning of what will soon become.
Prophecy foretelling of a fate o’ so evergrey,
A longing vision Ketor warns in disarray.
Determined delusion!
Reconciling in complacency of domination,
Forewarned of certain demise with apathetic condemnation.
An Uzil on the attack,
His future enshrouded in void vantablack.
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Kryllstorm
04:30
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Millions of Kryll enshroud the sky,
Emerging from the Hollow to multiply.
Indiscriminate, for all they devour,
A storm now commences as night overpowers.
Kryllstorm!
Wonders of hellish creation,
Genomic degeneration.
Leeches of forewarning night,
Encompassing nocturnal blight.
Is it illusion or is it permeating a cloud of dantean demons?
Horizon, decomposing.
An optical contusion of mother nature oppressed,
To serve the maleficent and yield to bedlam’s process.
Sun sets and shrouds Llima in ink-filled darkness.
The storm of the Kryll,
Umbratic pullulation.
The storm of the Kryll,
Devourers of midnight.
Pitch-black bioraptic creatures of the Hollow form a Kryllstorm!
Wonders of hellish creation,
Genomic degeneration.
Leeches of forewarning night,
Encompassing nocturnal blight.
Stranded try to evade the swarm amongst the dark horizon,
Eaten alive by ink-covered vermin, carnivorous midnight.
Completely permeating a cloud of dantean demons.
Horizon decomposing!
An optical contusion of mother nature oppressed,
To serve the maleficent and yield to bedlam’s process.
The storm of the Kryll,
Umbratic pullulation.
The storm of the Kryll,
Devourers of midnight.
The storm of the Kryll,
Horizon decomposing in the storm of the Kryll!
"Gone, yes. Completely gone, as far as we can tell. Unfortunately, it's also clear now that many Locust survived the attack —how many, we do not know— but at least humanity can feel a little bit safer at night."
Voraciously abysmal,
Enshrouding, permeating.
Indiscriminating, for all they devour.
The storm hath now proceeded as twilight approaches,
Dispiteous infectants,
Kryllstorm is upon us!
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Under unequivocal advisement for the Lightmass Offensive,
The pressure’s mounting on the high command of Locust headship.
On heaps of bodies burning, the Uzil stands before him.
He lunges forward and implants the blade of desecration.
Slaying their squadron leader, surveying grand destruction,
Laughing in satisfaction as he disposes the Lieutenant.
On heaps of bodies burning, the Uzil stands before him.
He beckons onward as he calls upon the wrath of the berserker.
RAAM swears an oath of blood to kill and torture their people,
Decimating every mind and soul with evil feats beyond control.
Rouge and seething, a numb demeanor redeeming,
Slaughtering the enemies of the state is what is done for the Queen’s bidding.
Laughing in satisfaction as he disposes the Lieutenant.
On heaps of bodies burning, the Uzil now stands before him.
Dark spell in memoriam,
The dark horse of Nexus now calls upon the wrath of the berserker.
Into the Tomb of the Unknown,
The coalition knowing not what awaits them.
Escape into a crypt of insanity,
A squadron marching on into biotic absurdity.
Capitulate!
Alone at last from enemies asunder,
They venture deeper into blackened depths, so unfamiliar.
The roars and cries of a blinded behemoth,
They reach its source, staring in the face of death itself.
Berserker!
As he lunges forward and embeds the blade of sacrilegious desecration without disdain,
Dark Horse of Nexus, fulfilling his declaration.
Staring in his eyes in the moment he died, an instant to capitulate before his body’s tossed aside.
A spawn of terror, imploring his fabled Berserker.
As he lunges forward and embeds the blade of sacrilegious desecration without disdain,
Dark Horse of Nexus, fulfilling his declaration.
Hidden in the tombs, they know not what is awaiting them,
Cowering in fear, for they can hear her battle cry!
Under unequivocal advisement for the Lightmass Offensive,
The pressure’s mounting on the high command of Locust headship.
On heaps of bodies burning, the Uzil stands before him.
He lunges forward and implants the blade of desecration.
Slaying their squadron leader, surveying grand destruction,
Laughing in satisfaction as he disposes the Lieutenant.
On heaps of bodies burning, the Uzil stands before him.
He beckons onward as he calls upon the wrath of the berserker.
To kill all left is his prerogative,
Rise Berserker!
Alone at last from enemies asunder,
They venture deeper into blackened depths, so unfamiliar.
The roars and cries of a blinded behemoth,
They reach the source, her voice tumultuous.
Resilient humans gaze on death itself,
For they now hear her chilling battle cry!
Berserker!
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11th Gale (14 A.E.)
04:45
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I am a martyr for the Locust empire!
On the 11th Gale, destiny awaits me!
Visions of imperium,
Mortal genocide to rise to legend.
A merciless sense of direction,
My fate enclosing on a misguided image.
Dark Horse of Nexus,
Magisterial visionary.
I am a scourge of metamorphosis,
I am my own worst adversary.
I am a martyr for the Locust empire!
For my Queen,
I decree my own reprieve.
Gush and bleed,
In the name of death and greed.
Now, I wade in the oceans of imulsion.
Fate enclosed on a misguided image,
Encompassed in failure to triumph.
Ambiguous in this state of condition,
How will I be remembered?
Into the dust, I descend in postmortem,
Sealing the fate of predestined age.
I am a martyr!
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Hammer of Dawn
Gears of War-themed Blackened Death Metal est. 2021! Featuring members / former members of Fleshgod Apocalypse, Decrepit
Birth, Alterbeast, and Apogean.
Vocals/Lyrics: Mac Smith (Apogean)
Guitar: Zed Kelley
Drums: Beau Tilley
Bass: Dexter Forbes
Symphonics (Session): Francesco Ferrini (Fleshgod Apocalypse)
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