The fire started in the south an eerie glowing was growing in the smokie sky the pale death was raging to the motherland: Azerate Astarte ye I Runagord !
Black shapes riding the moon of madness infested souls, waste of the Annunaki creators
Drifting on an endless loop no love inside just a hunger for death forgotten mistreated left for dead in Saturn's ring they gather strength feeding from the black void Enki left in his path
soon to be an army a powerful adversary crafting revenge Runagord will be they leader
'The bottomless horror' they will call him
they use consciousness to travel the cosmos and open a portal towards earth through the fifth dimension, ready for war
forgotten mistreated left for dead in Saturn's ring they gather strength feeding from the black void Enki left
Fire! burn the liar on fire higher! I want their heads on pikes fire! burn the liar on fire liar! of your pain we'll feed
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