4I am an unknown priest, I am a star in the void,
Shooting flame and vengeance upon your planet
The cleansing fires burn
The dogs of two heads wail
A renaissance is upon the waking world
The rot creeps from
Eldritch holes and nameless crypts,
Gaping maws gibbering in tongues
Of death and magic
The night screams with a thrumming
A rain of black
Cry out but there is no aid;
Run but we will come,
Fly for your mind
Don't look back
For your sanity
The earth shall hiss in rage
At our defiance;
Work a spell of mist
To hide the scathing frost
The cybernetic steersman, the unmanned brain
Descends now to cast
A doleful eye upon you,
Dare not to meet its gaze
Pray slurred words on your last gasp
And curse the gods of old