Waves

As the waves of eternity sweep by,
Claiming countless lives for naught,
Appeasing to the lord of flies,
To see them all distraught.
The flood gates have been opened,
Ascension has begun,
Humanity will cease to be,
Without the burning sun.
The Primal whore will resurrect,
To steal the child of night,
To birth the hollow shell of death,
And consume the ones of light.
The blood of man has been shed,
Upon the barren earth,
Arise oh queen of the born-less moon,
To usher our lords birth.