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Come my followers

This dying age has passed

Crushed by our fervour

By our minds

Kadash Vanquished

Kadash Benighted

Witness my faithful

The golden gates arise

Rewards of diligence, of our faith

Aeolia transient, newly rooted

Aeolia pious, grounded, flourished

Custodians

Dreaming host

Like Aeneas before me

I have collected the light of blood

Onward to circling suns where spins eternal day

Well gather, we will gathеr

Onward to blazing suns

To the swan constellation

We'll gathеr, we will gather

Aeolia silent, pristine Kingdom

Aeolia empty, vacant sanctuary

Altagracia dominus