Tight Rope
Empyrean
The death of a sunImploding mass of cosmic energyA system devoid of lightThe macropyre to end all lifeThe planetary gears of my design begin to turnCelestial plan put in placeTheir fates woven at the dawn of timeThe infinite beingEmpyrean hunger for lifeThe mortal misunderstandingGalactic culling for all of timeWritten in the stars, the story of my conquestAstral forces bend the fabric of timeAs the feeble ones reach out into the darkMy hand will guide them to their final place The planetary gears of my design begin to turn Countless lifeforms assimilated to feed my insatiable lustWith each genocide my power growsThe memory of your race is forever lostOne by one you will soon becomePart of me, undone to the chains of time
From Letras Mania