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Cold now are the stars that once burned with cosmic fire

Dying are the worlds that once waged war on each other

And the skies are torn asunder with celestial claws of death

Raining sorrow upon the worshipers of the cults of the sun

Amassing in the shadows are the reapers of the light

Who defy all cosmic law in hope to bring eternal nightfall

They are the spectral heralds of a glacial inquisition

Soon the dead will follow and sweep all worlds into darkness

No one has the right to exist

The myriad of worlds will fall into blackness

Scattered into atoms from astral bombardment

Sky-fire blazing relentless from above

Crashing down into the realms of the cults of the sun

The eye of the universe opens wide, aware

Glowing, ever watchful of the aeon of destruction

All is cast away into blackened formless voids

Dark forgotten prophecies eternally fulfilled

No one has the right to exist