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I Calleth The Void

I Calleth The Storms

I Calleth The End

The Bringer of Death

Falling into stars free, falling into white light

Falling into fate true….through my own wounds

Through ancient portals fly

With wings of war and fire

Scarring what’s left behind me

And Casting death upon the lies

Scorching the seas of time

With wrath eyes manifesting I

Burying the sum of life

With an avalanche of soaring might

Summoning the ceremony

Summoning the deep

Summon the beyond

Summoning a new dawn

Call upon the deep

Call upon the ceremony

Call upon vengeance

As Kali Yuga ends!

I Calleth the Void

I calleth the fury

I calleth the might

And all of her glory

Riding on the sun wheel, cyclic to the next tier

Carrying on my god’s will at the end of a spear

Through cosmic oceans dive

With a heart of honour and pride

Smashing what lay before me

In the cold world I left behind

Boiling all the air and the sky

With the third eye manifesting I

Butchering the scum on earth

With a cascade of hatred I yearn

Summoning the ancients

Summoning the formless

Summoning the wraiths

Summoning the pale ones

Call upon death

Call upon rebirth

Call upon the fate

Deserving of this earth

A generation of swine have persisted

And propagated a rotten existence

Their destruction of the forests and the seas

Has forged their own deserved redundancy

Mass graves in this life and the next

For you must lose the millstone around your neck

You must excise the tumours from your being

And cleanse forever this putrid degeneracy…..

We are machines no longer alive

Crowds of grey and cold…. dead unseeing eyes

once were made of love and imbued with light

Now rise to meet the darkness of the night

We are machines no feeling inside

You are the virus that killed a thriving hive

What was green and bright is doom and ecocide

And Yet my will is strong, hail resurrection rites