"...And, like a blind man perceives not a colour,
Be it jetblack or bloodred,
So are the weak unable to recognize the virtue...
Of strength!"
Such are the words, ever inscribed
Upon our chests, yet unveiled
Such were the deeds, ever forlorn
Commandments of the firstborn...
History has indeed hasty flight
Yet ours is an unsurpassable might!
Timeless...
Faceless...
Devoid of myth, the Grand Conjuction is here!
(Hear...) The cries of the Monolyths!...
"Thus, heaven-sprung Rebellion chcarges forth,
It's heralds laughing in contempt..."
As our quasi-eternal lethargy
Moves aside to let great wrath ride by!
Timeless...
For we are the sleeping Titans
Still in wait!
We are the sleeping Titans
Stone awake!
We are the sleeping Titans...
Bring the time...
Enslave the material prime
Beyond the translucid dreams of Old...
Confining the one word (Chaos!)...
Solemn, fallen...
Knightly autocracy, subjugate reality!
Into the decadent pride lost in a lone caustic dream
And a newborn universe's hopeful gleam
Ascend...
Formless...
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