Voidling - Quickened Life
Our time here is short.
Mortality is weakness.
We open our eyes To blood and despise.
It is in motion,
Our battle begun From moment of birth To end of our life.
At once we charge,
As one we strike.
Fear in their hearts,
Death in their eyes.
No question in us,
Our duty is clear.
Witness demise,
Our fate is sealed.
A score and one,
Death as foreseen.
Oblivion awaits,
For the meek!