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Far beneath the surface where no light does reach

Save for the glow of ancient enchanted flora

Where no sound is heard but the wails of forgotten creatures

And the moans of condemned spirits

The pulse of war drums and the grinding of steel grows louder

Preparing for attack

Writhing grey beings scream for blood and sacrificial flesh

To bring the starlight into their realm

And harness its primordial mystic powers

As in the mythical skies of ancient tales

So in these subterranean chambers long abandoned

"Bring me the light of the moon and of the stars

So that I may bathe in its presence,

and bring me the blood of innocents so that I may harness its power!

Til we draw our dying breath we fight this war for starlight"

Decrepit furnaces blare like trumpets

War cries spill forth from caverns thought barren

Unleashed like a flood from mountains and valleys

Blood shall spill and it shall be like an ocean!