Eclipsed by the shine of distant stars burning through the cold of night, the works of man are forever enshadowed by sins of forgotten eons. The proud cities of barons bereft of compassion assimilate the endless tide of new world acolytes, feeding upon the tired flesh of the only world.
What horrors she has witnessed in her agonizing demise. What generous host she has played to corrupted kings and spiteful lords through ages of darkness. Her vengeance will be like no other, she shall despoil the ambitions of tyrants. She shall animate the waters of retribution. All shall feel the furious wrath of her molten heart.
Beneath towers of steel the elite proclaim our ascension to godhood. They set the stage for the total enslavement of the individual mind. Their visions are rising to strike at the heart of human purpose. The banners of ignorance fly high in the fell wind that spills across our tainted shores. They look upon the masses in loathing and declare the society to be civil. They have achieved nothing.
A living crescondo of human consciousness deafens the voice of reason that has become a whisper, now nothing more than an echo of the sacred hourglass endlessly turning. Our silent and distant keeper has abandoned us in our final hour of need, the once divine eyes of the architect now averted in shame. Prayers of salvation starving for heaven fall to earth and are swallowed by the madness of the human experience as it surges like a viral tide against the walls of progress.
Walk now with me as a mute witness to the final sunrise of humanity, wreathed in roiling bloodfire.

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