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Fury in his gaze, hatred echo from skies

Pride of the immortals, the prince's slaves arise

The growing mass cannot stop, not only driven by terror

Ravaging need to kill, servants...

Denied the right to peaceful rest, servitude to his patron

Fragment of the essence, remains...

Skin is horribly changed, injured and disabled

Terribly disfigured, healing has been ignored

Leader now destroyed, servants destroy themselves

The cleansing now begins, the good no longer wait

Purifying obliteration

The world turns to ash, inner structure crumbles

Rebuilding from the fragments, could take eternity

Those who remain, stumble around in frenzy

Victims of confusion, mending shattered lives