The drones swarm upon thee as my disciples are restored of life!
Boiling with anticipation to erase their coalition.
“Revive me, free me,”
Lambent form ruthless attrition,
To kill them all is their ambition.

Thine healing tomes melodious, reviving those who pledge their service.
Resuscitate, save me!
Boiling with anticipation to erase their coalition.
“Perish hopeless ground-feeder,”
Bludgeoning and severing, the horde are cleansing for their leader.
“Arise, kill the humans!”
Boiling with anticipation to erase their coalition.

“Perish! ground-feeder!”
Lord Kantus, O' Messiah,
Sing your tomes and bless us with thine holiness!
Melodic rapture, prophetic pariah,
You've come to heal as you ridicule my lowliness!

Singing her deific incantations,
The Kantus becomes a god.
She reigns over the impure and the faithful,
From her palace above!

Thine healing tomes melodious,
She now composes a glorious arrangement.
She reigns over the impure and the faithful,
From her palace above!

Bless them, messiah!

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