The Thunder Swarm

From whence the cursed womb of insidious nature;

Poured forth the blessings of this emanation.

This fallen harbinger has descended;

To spread the gloom of divine intention;

Oh war-bringer we have been summoned;

To topple your regime trampled under hoof.

Lo the Thunder Swarm rides.

Sent to endure and rebuild born from the eye of the storm;

Marauders we are riders for the swarm.

Steal the reins from encroaching doom;

Steady this cavalcade on the narrow path;

Stand fast and march on to claim victory;

This war is over before it has begun.

Our numbers will swell and give birth to an immense flock; And so will we become collectors of your bones;

Dealers of your flesh another notch in this belt;

As sickle to field our merits will finally be amassed.

Our legion shall crash upon your treacherous rampart;

Like hammer upon stone, like ax into bone.

Our toils will always produce more while;

Your sweat falls to the mud;

Our tongues will always cut deeper while;

Our pain flows through your blood;

For as your sun sets, mine is now rising.

Thus we remain forever, more.

This covenant has been fulfilled and so shall we rest;

The sullen evening stars now beckon us home.

Torch this city in remembrance;

Scatter the ashes of the dead ways;

May they take root and fester;

We'll all bathe in the glow of the rebirth.