Ophidian Memory - Fateful Attrition

Soon I will conquer, examples must me made
For you to learn what awaits in defiance
Blood stained robes are the mark of my children
Painted With rage by their kin
Spew your curses
and point your fingers
It won't get you any closer
The pack will feast
Deranged and brief
Drawn to their deaths by the ubiquitous priest
With our prophecies nowhere to be found
History has been led with a broken compass
Guiding the congregation to a house that will divide them
There was no purpose of worship in this place
Why should we have to prove ourselves to this creature
That Bred us all just to kill us all in the end
It's your turn now
Sacrifice your own
Prove your worth to me and bathe in my majesty
Or face my wrath
And forget your life
Specters wandering aimlessly throughout the night
With our sacred land burning to the ground
What remains in this world rends evermore
Chaos reigns while Feeding off attrition only leaves everything starved
Gather my followers, and guide them towards my sanctuary light

Written by:
Blake Lamoureux

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