Lost wishes and lost ages,


    desolate nights and dreams accursed,


    an age of madness, born of life,


    weariness, hope, unending strife,


    Order renewed with a gentle thirst


    the same delight, born of a wish,


    a thousand-chorded melody of pain,


    played and played again


    on a world of madness


    spun from discord.


    Into shadow, the world and its heavy woe


    its ennui, a dream of stone,


    time''s endless march


    tightens the fist around the throat


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    Upon this world a shadow remains,


    a lord and a spider


    that shattered


    and drank the light,


    and from that hidden wish,


    I remain, in darkest night


    a sword age,


    an axe age,


    an age of shadow and might.


    A world brought low, but only to prosper,


    under a supreme order,


    chaos abolished under my reign,


    light held bound


    in a golden ring.


    Bow down, and obey the One,


    and in the Darkness


    I shall bind you,


    to lead you all


    to a perfect world.