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They feed on silence

While you sleep they infiltrate

Pass the ranks, unchallenged

You are weak, don't stand a chance

Impending wrath devoid of thought

They're here, make no sound

Raving eyes, rotten ground

Prey on all, sustain death

Kept in place, kept in check

Who would have this scourge

Move through the land unscathed

There are those who seek out war

To end the suffering days

Feigned allegiance

Their forgotten souls

Cast to the flame

In that fateful age

Enemies survive

The fire, the blade

We have been weakened by their gaze

Laid waste, attack our homes

Treachery break our innate trust

Sent from the depths

Where no light can reach

The sea, the air, the land, nothing spared

Woken not to face impending threat

This order will hunt you, display your head

Rendered a glimpse of the horde

Made to be silenced

What you see here comes your way in time

Bred in pain, foretold to subvert

Torn the void, false hope begotten

Transformed into rotten flith

Become one of them

The time has come.