Born from the ashes of what I once was, the fat and the lazy torn asunder and left behind with the other corpses. The strong move on, regather and combine their forces to become stronger than before, even if lesser in numbers. Coordination, activeness and intelligence will win through.

I will feed off the lands of the weak and strong combined, make it my own and prosper.

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Trapped in purgatory
A lifeless object, alive
Awaiting reprisal
Death will be their acquisition

The sky is turning red
Return to power draws near
Fall into me, the sky's crimson tears
Abolish the rules made of stone

Pierced from below, souls of my treacherous past
Betrayed by many, now ornaments dripping above

Awaiting the hour of reprisal
Your time slips away

Raining blood
From a lacerated sky
Bleeding its horror
Creating my structure
Now I shall reign in blood!