The Abyssal Hound

Thoughtless vermin, withering in white noise,
Empty and guided by a stray mind,
Altered only through an endless self-love,
Like a flood of whispers,

And out from hidden shadows crept the hell-born hound of prey,
His bloody eyes unbroken by the stare of human gaze,
Crimson claws tear the pavement, leaving smoke with every step,
Humans retreat in terror, knowing not of what's to come,

Destiny in fire, defiance in death,
The order bows to the prince of air impressed,

Wicked souls of scorn relentless,
Follow the abyssal hound,
Withered wings and black resentment,
Birthing malice infernal bound,
Demonic mastery-sewn dementia,
Forgotten cruelty, lost and found,
The lessers cower in fear,
Of that vile, tormenting sound,

The doom of day,

Blood and fire meld like lovers,
Ripping solid Earth asunder,

“Oh, white loveless rot,
And the souls that live within thee,
Unite again with your sunken half,
Hell and Earth are one again,
In the vision of the Depths,”

Like statuettes,
The cairn of towers crumbles,
(We crumble),
Into the red,
A concrete sea of human loss,
(Drawn human loss)

Death and terror donned the guise of grace,
Grace in ruins,
Ripping through a weak and hopeless race,
Race of sorrow,
Jagged gems relay the wrath of Hell,
Hell in virtue,
In the clutch of those bent to repel,
Repel the winged,
Armies of One Death assemble high,
High in terror,
Calling in their tongues to curse the sky,
Sky-born Heavens,
Seeking all to fuse the halves of Earth,
Earth, so broken,
Krucia damned to face her own rebirth,
Birth of chaos,

Shadowfury captures souls in tongues of burning death,
Quickly ripping at the crusted earthly armor of the globe,
Crevices of scorching breath and auras black in mist,
Destroy the force between the worlds and melt divinity,

From peril to nothing,
The great end approaches,

The song of death was sung,
The bells of Hell had rung,
Boreah's funeral,
Reborn the origin.