attack...!!


for as light wept upon the unsilent horde

we were enrobed in crystals of none and all

lustrous, yet from ascending thornsuns torn


full many of them the chaoskings bear

but none as black as the mark i wear


the nightart of fallen feathers shall ever haunt the dawn

alike the wingsoul tribe

that so proudly lusts for impaled spiritflesh


be it fury, be it pain...


the spark that fed the starborn's dance

now trampled by the nightart's sons

enter my lightslaveworld, hear the crystalthorns' call


be it fury, be it pain...


a call of starlit grievance

a call of spiritflesh

another thornking's triumph, the filthspawn attacks...!