Under tons of stone, billions of leagues below the sea, I was defeated. Betrayal; my downfall. In this brazen coffin, I sleep and dream of vengeance. Coyly, it’s calling. My eyes; just opened.
With my bare hands, I dig myself out of this grave, Struggling to be reborn. My body’s broken, yet I’m full of grace. I gasp for air. The pain, like fire scorching skin. My hatred is a flare, a blaze outshining any sun.
Rain whips the waves, an unrelenting storm. How many years have passed? Will I find reprieve? Exhaustion clings to me, arms and legs, leaden. The sea won’t relinquish me. Yet I strike the beach.
With my bare hands and heart towards the sky, I’ve eked out a second chance to shine. No god can be as blind. I have been wronged. My hatred is a flare, a blaze outshining any sun.
Behold, these fields of stone bear witness to the golden cities’ wretched fate. Reduced to dust in a frenzied gale of steel. My legacy? Forgotten, a crumbling tale of forlorn grandeur. Accursed Maal‘etesh, Everything lies in ruins.
Vile deceiver, Blood for bile, no more of your soothing lies! Fair play of a foul god. It’s no lord, It’s the Sword that holds the price.
Vile deceiver, Blood for bile, no more of your soothing lies! Fair play for a foul god. It’s no hoard, It’s your whore. Won’t cross me thrice!
An emperor’s soul is my guide. I lead the ones unbroken. My shadows swarm the sea! Still, there are realms to conquer, people to enslave. Between these mirthless ruins, I spot eyes hailing me.
They burst into tears. I’ve been longed for. Craving for purpose, these fools will blindly follow me. Loving redeemer, savior, I’ll be it all. Until I reach the final keep. No refuge from my revenge, What sweet relief!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
