The cries broke the silence of the cimonar. Gliding between the centuries of time And I riped their wings of life. Their decay period started, and I know they are destructible! The void in the center of their hope Despair I am.
I could never set an end to the war of attrition, until I wiped out all these minor creatures. I will never rest until they sunk Into the dark mud of our tulwod. I will never rest until they heard My unearthly sounds of hate.
So unhappy in their deaths, which have been so sudden. So unhappy in their deaths, Sudden, Violent and misterious!