Look unto the days of warning,
A night that the sky is burning,
When stars collide
Pure mathematical perfection,
Ancient pain feeds resurrection,
When stars collide
Forged in flames - Sacred fire
Born of eastern sands - In guile
[ Chorus ]
Born is he, ten millennia
After the Clouding of man
Sincerest veneration,
For he that vindicates - The end of man
Sworn are we, ten millennia
After the Clouding of man
Unleash abomination,
As we accelerate the end of man...
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