Remains of immortal chaos
Fury in his gaze, hatred echoed from skies
Pride of the immortals, prince's slaves arise
Growing masses cannot be stopped, driven by terror
Ravaging need to kill, Servants
Denied the right to peaceful rest, servitude to their patron
Fragment of the essence, Remains
Skin is horrible charred, injured and disabled
Terribly disfigured, few have been ignored
Leader now destroyed, servants destroy themselves
The cleansing now begins, good no longer wait
Purified Obliteration
The world has turned to ash, inner structure crumbles
Rebuilding from the fragments, await eternity
Those who remain, stumble around in frenzy
Victims of confusion, rebuilding shattered lives
Once stop living, barring souls to earth
Bones are wiped clean, marred to serve
Heroes take the leash, organize the blind
Walking around like zombies, looking for the signs
World begins anew, fragment reaction looms
Now the final steps, rebuilding from the ash