Behold! The state of this fingdom
Ridden with hollow undead
Constant swarm, invading
Chased and outnumbered
But, I push forward through all the
Endless decay
Killing, purging with no remorse
All must die
Countless bodies
Anguish, bleakness
Envelop the soil, once so grand
Behold! This is what I'll become
Hollowed, unable to die
Consolidate with the swarm
But, if I prosper the world will still fall into
Darkness, stillness
Anguish, distress, the end of an age
God will fall
All will crumble
Heartless creatures out of control, marked with bane
Mindless husks are emerging out from the depths
Light is bound to fade away, prosperous time passing by
Deities clinging on to the past, knowing their downfall in nigh
Forced into seclusion
Now but an illusion to keep the dark at bay
Engulfed by the flames of a time long lost, trying to preserve the lie
Behold, monarch
Lust for power brought you to this
End this lie
It's all pointless
All you conquered will cease to exist
I refuse to die