Threshold of extinction
Witness the new masters
The clank of steel walking forward to assume control of this plane of mortal drama
CHORUS
The less the sun shines, the more is lost
Out of sight, just below the horizon
A new race to rule arising
From the ashes of a world laid waste
Crumbling grounds shaping anew
Entities from beyond
A bloodred sky
Grinding echoes hiss piston movement erecting assemblies of plate chaos
