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Beyond batrachian bulwarks, before the black gates
The great one lies dormant, forever he waits

Descend upon the cavern of the gods of sloth
a tidal wave of blackened froth, beneath the permafrost

Trapped in worlds of chaos long lost
Bathing in our fear

Wasteland stretching endless miles
What we've left behind.
Nothing but the sound of solitary slithers.
Born of slime.

From the barren earth so deep
They awakened beneath
With their brethren infused

Cast down into the dirt, to live amongst worms in the dark bowels of the earth
Once respected now hated, imprisoned with blasphemous heathens and traitors
Kept silent in cold isolation, rage seething vortex of acerbic vexation
agglomeration of seditious usurpers are primed in the furnace of anarchic fervor

The black horde will come to stamp out the embers of the dying sun.
Beseige their Babylon; entombed within their own creation.
and as the ceiling caves, their fallen cradle turns into a grave.