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A tide of grey rising

Creates a blanket of filth

Unable to see

Gripped with fear of what is drawing near

Rampant pollution

Sparked ire and wrath

Destroying the old ways

Of the inheritors to this barren waste

Drawing closer to the unknown

Soon reaping the seeds of mankind's harvest

Heat looms on the ice

Giving life to impenetrable fog

It moves unseen

Embodiment of the obscene

Taking payment

The tithe of blood

A tide of grey rising

Creates a blanket of filth

Unable to see

Gripped with fear of what is drawing near

A silhouette in the fog

A strange mirage or damnation

Gone in a blink

Leaving their minds to fight on the brink

Willing themselves onwards

Apparitions flash through the mist

An entity in flesh or imagination

There is no difference, no more

It moves unseen

Embodiment of the obscene

The moonside heat death

Vengeance Cloaked in the Nebula

Rampant pollution

Sparked ire and wrath

Destroying the old ways

Of the inheritors to this barren waste

I will now invoke your punishment

You will forever relive your deaths

Rampant pollution

Sparked ire and wrath

Destroying the old ways

Of the inheritors to this barren waste

Uncloaked before them

Lay their unseen demise

The controller of their curse warped minds