The cries broke the silence of the cimonar.
Gliding between the centuries of time
And i riped their wings of life.
Their decay period started,
And i know they are destructible!
The void in the center of their hope
Despair i am.
I could never set an end to the war of attrition,
Until i wiped out all these minor creatures.
I will never rest until they sunk
Into the dark mud of our tulwod.
I will never rest until they heard
My unearthly sounds of hate.
So unhappy in their deaths,
Which have been so sudden.
So unhappy in their deaths,
Sudden, violent and misterious!