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A procession of three from one

Born of the anti-cosmic fire

From woods of Iron

Yielding the unbound spirit

Of yearnful destruction,

and annihilation absolute

The crowning devourer of stars

Incendiary arsonist,

To a world consumed by flame..

 ...and fire

Thy soul as Iron

And daemon within, pitiless

Wrathful, hate-filled scourge

Emergent lictor,

Bearer of thy merciless standard

Bleak hallowed death,

Resplendent!!!

Processions of Thanatophoros

The sinister Nexion, manifest

Trample on dead stars, fallen

In the darkness of the extinguished sun

The dead moon bloodied by relentless combat

In the shadow of the true father...

...of victories