Is this the beginning or the end?

Your fate′s in the palm of my hands

Betwixt the light and the void within the heart of the front

Beyond the reaches of god, smothered in triumph and loss

Alas, the nightmare nears it's end

As the hourglass drains of it′s sand

Betwixt the light and the void

Beyond the reaches of god

I am worthy of the conquering of all

Ignition of the fuse, the kingdom to fall

Why do you continue in strife, Reclaimer?

Surrender the construct, and succumb to a painless end

I shall never bow to a maddened tyrant

Obsessed with murderous protocols

I shall not bow to thee

Infamous name etched into stone since the dawn of days

Sheltered beyond the realm

The secrets of Kethona have fertilized the seeds

Bludgeoning sycophant legions spewing forth from the beast

Infinite nightmares unleashed, spreading their toxic disease

I will not rot

Nor will I become a trophy of the tyrant of the kingdom to fall

The time has come, the will is done

I will not rot

Nor will I become a trophy of the tyrant of the kingdom to fall

Why do you continue in strife, Reclaimer?

Surrender the construct, and succumb to a painless end

I shall never bow to a maddened tyrant

Obsessed with murderous protocols

I shall not bow to thee

As we near the end of the tale, tombs no longer beg for inversion

The Heretic prevails

Horrors discovered, now have been cleansed

I will not rot

Dismemberment of the myriad

Flailing as they suffocate in silence

Recollected only in lore

As the seeds brought forth from Kethona begin to fertilize

Endless indoctrination proceeds to blanket the ring

No longer an end, as a new beginning emerges at last

Why do you continue in strife, Reclaimer?

Surrender the construct, and succumb to a painless end

I shall never bow to a maddened tyrant

I have destroyed The Ring and declared my legacy