The mystic chains are broken
His tethers finally severed
Behold his shriveled corpus
Stir on the iron throne
As your soul fills his body
You will come to be reborn as one with the swarm
We are the Locust Horde!
Our lord regains his vigor
Praised be his dark virulence
We are his tools of ruin
Weapons of man's destruction
We are man's fears embodied
We are the spawn of nightmares
We bear his seed of madness
Of plague and strife and bloodshed
War!
There will be war!
War!
Glory through countless battles
Plague!
Disease and rot will flourish
Death!
Slaughter the sons of Adam
Fear!
The onslaught of the swarm!
Last of reincarnates… Apollyon
Your soul consumed by Abaddon
Now disincarnate, your consciousness extended to the hive mind
Giving life to the lord of death
War!
Glory through countless battles
Plague!
Disease and rot will flourish
Death!
Slaughter the sons of Adam
Fear!
The onslaught of the swarm!
Last of reincarnates… Apollyon
Your soul consumed by Abaddon
Your consciousness absorbed by the horde Assimilated to become as one with the swarm
We are the bringers of death!
Our lord regains his vigor
Praised be his dark virulence
We are his tools of ruin
Weapons of man's destruction
We are man's fears embodied
We are the spawn of nightmares
We bear his seed of madness
Of plague and strife and bloodshed
The mystic chains are broken
His tethers finally severed
Behold his shriveled corpus
Stir on the iron throne
Restored by your life's essence
Fear not your mortality
As your soul fills his body
You will come to be reborn as one with the swarm
We are the Locust Horde!
Praised be the Devourer of Worlds
Glory be to the bringers of death!
Devastate them!
Annihilate them!
Desecrate them!
Glory to us!
Devastate them!
Annihilate them!
Desecrate them!
Send them all back to the void!
Behold his once mortified splendor
Our lord is returned…