The ruling is nigh... Behold this sceptre Adorned with ruin Mediator on our impetuous flight of carrion Searing hearts envision war Possessed with undead rage and Knowledge from surpassed times Taking to arms, vanquishing with immolative fury Foes of whom foolish to stare our faces petrify Thrive on the essence of their fear for our power Savage trolls derelict in light Embodied in flesh drawn from this Earth Our collective minds foaming spite Smeared by truth Conquer, Purify... We shall thrive in our polished castles The weak will claw at the walls
thrive, immolative, mediator, vanquishing, petrify