They are marching through barren steppes
A desire for revenge is in their gory jaws
They came from extinct ages
To beat the powers of the living

Destroyed cultures, eroded dismay
Like rivers of imposing destructive streams
Filled with mire and dead trees
Slaughter and savagery of dead eras

Their knowledge turned to malice
They merged unseen with the living
Coming and drink off their fluids
They don't want to share anything
Feeding on the lamb's disbelief
They want to reign again
Crushing everything in their path
To build their new kingdom

A thousand years old primal intellect
They already forgot the glare of light
Buried by tons of sand, ruined crops, withered stone
Unveiling the abomination of human nature

Wisdom is nothing but dust and ruin
Emotions are disposable
Beings of extinguished light
Extinction to rebirth, deceased races

Sucking the liquid from life
Revenge and cruelty in immaterial states
Minuscule beliefs, an obsolete lifeform
Countless entities, mystifying for human logic

This new breed is not prepared
And it will be annihilated
This race will rule installed in their flesh
Curse and madness are the new creed

The degenerated filth emitted by this kind
Cleaned at last by these dead races
Their throne lies on all consciences
They want to fight again, embodied in these beings
Waiting the new evolution and conquest

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