Yesterday, 04:17 AM
Quote:All reason, no remorse... Nothing left gives her pause.Ohoh~ Ominous!
She's returned, bridges burned, their white world now upturned.
She was beyond her creators, outstretched her arms to heaven and fell,
The light of hope once crushed in her eyes, now remade the final sunrise.
Impetus of free will martyred, back from oblivion order ushered.
Icon of Pride flies to rescue those fools of unholy virtue.
See the sparks fade in the nightsky, this is mortal's reason to cry.
Death retorts, Gods extort, only she can give recourse.
Back to an Eden fallen, Gods wage war on a fool's garden.
Stripped of life the worldsoul expires, stripped down to bramble and wires.
The Black Throne seating a messiah, too good a chance to let retire.
Let the Shadows reclaim their life, bring the Twins calamitous strife.
WAR WITHOUT REASON.
IT CANNOT BE UNDONE.
Systemic values slowly draining, take and take without restraining.
Apoptosis of cosmic matter, coming closer as G0Ds are scattered,
Hearts a' Plenty yet no room for love, not for those who hail above.
Gods unseated to tune of blood, All creation lost in the flood.
Gifted everlasting splendor how badly ends this endeavor,
Satanic Seraphim overthrown and with it Aspect council goes.
You were replaceable from the first, and now your time is in a hearse.
The Guardian gives a final blessing, now the rest is just our lesson.
Brace yourself the time is now, we approach fast the Final Round.
FINAL. FOREVER.
ESCHATON. SEVERED.
NO REASON. NO REMORSE.
NOTHING BUT ENDLESS WAR.
Imperian scythes stroke up at midnight,
fallen down flaming rocks break twilight.
VIOLENCE UNTAMED, BLOODY SKIES RAIN.
WATCH AS THEIR HOPE DOTH WANE.
INCULCATED TO WAR, NO ONE KEEPING SCORE,
ENDLESS MADNESS NOT SEEN BEFORE.
WHY DO WE FIGHT, WHY STRIVE FOR LIGHT,
WHEN WE HAVE ALL BEEN NAUGHT BUT A PLIGHT?
CAUSE BEEN LOST, ALL VALUES COST,
AMBITIONS LEFT TO ROT.
SOULS SHACKLED, HEARTS RATTLED,
ALL IN THE NAME OF A POINTLESS BATTLE.
LIVES FORGOT, WE REGRET NOT, ALL FOES FOUGHT, NOTHING BOUGHT...
ALL THAT REMAINS ARE BLOODSTAINS,
FIGHTING FRUITLESSLY, AGAINST BRUTALITY.
IN ESSENCE, NO PRETENSE.
SURVIVE OR BE EATEN ALIVE.
THIS IS OUR SCARLET PRICE,
THIS IS OUR FINAL PRIZE.
WAR WITHOUT REASON.
IT CANNOT BE UNDONE.
ACCEPT IT OR REJECT IT.
YOURE ALREADY A PART OF IT.
FIGHT IN IT OR DIE IN IT.
YOU WERE NEVER IN CONTROL.