The Book of the Dead 2

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Tome of the Dead

by Ssithnos, Sage


( an excerpt about the coming of the One known as Annatar )


REVELATIONS tome II


THE RISING TIDES

Tremble, O you children of Order

Tremble, O you children of Chaos

Father is coming

Father is here

With his lessons of madness

And hands full of blood

He comes to make the world anew

And his chariot is pain and horror.

The tome is found, the undeads are free.

The tome is found, the undeads are free.

The dark rise.

The dark rise.

Weep, O you children of immortals

For your lives shall be as the shells broken

By the lightning of each new world.

All this shall pass away.

Weep, O you warriors and mages,

For your gods are a lie and their promises are empty rags.

All this shall pass away.

Weep O you grain-fed maggots Squirming in the basket of bread,

For your bellies are splitting with the feast

And a storm of flies is coming.

All this shall pass away.

Weep, O you sullen nightmares,

For the dancing gods of flickeringscreens shall lead you to oblivion.

Father is coming Father is here.

All this shall pass away.

The Tome is found, the undeads are free.

The tome is found, the undeads are free.

The dark rise.

The dark rise.

See the colossos of steel astride the world Behold the worms in his feet.

As the giant totters,

the worms rejoice,

For there will be food aplenty when the giant falls.

See the broken chamber of 500 years

And the shattered crystal upon the floor.

See the stones weeping and the One free.

The Omen is here.

The Omen is free.

Hear the howls in the night

As the wolfs of Chaos and Order

Cast themselves into the Dragon's coils.

Smell the brother's blood from time's beginning

In dark will the light die!

In dark will the fire die!

From the East, from the Dark will vengeance come

The cities of the West will blaze with rage,

And a great whell from the East,

From the formless lands,

Will crush them!

On the last night When the moon is a sliver of darkness

Comes the final embrace!

Shine black the sun!

Shine black the moon!

The Dark rise!

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