Slaves broken on the Wheel moan plaintively The universal tyranny rule of the unbounded Domination And milliards of lives are lost in the vast Labyrinth of Eternity
As safe pillars of the Spirit-Throne Marble skulls sneer at the Shadow’s entrancing dance of death His waltzing with Ash
And till the dreadful age's child will visit The cruel tyrant of the Dominium Remains The maniac, desparate, naive desire To the Advent of a two-faced Beam of Light Gleaming in the mask of the Nothing's prophet But hope dies at last
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