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Raise my tower! Crafted from an ancient spell

From this hour! I will build your extinction

We send you a sign of a real pernicious swarm

Strange corpses invade your sight, stare at the martyrs above you

Behold, my art!

Feel this noxious fear filling your soul with anxiety

The Earth is about to be subject to the wrath of the nine Lords

We despise your kind!

We’ve seen the grave of their world

Now they face the Lords’ endeavor

Thy creation will collapse for I hold the power of the wise

Now, your selfish reign is about to end so beg your successor

A black firmament discloses this deadly future

The fall of your kind, dire path of your end

Everlasting awe, perpetual doom on Earth

We curse your world and your breed to dethrone the woeful foe

I lead your fate!

We’ve seen the grave of their world

Now they face the Lords’ endeavor

Watch me come to be

A nightmare for humanity

Chaos and wisdom flow in my veins

I shall be your final thought!