They feed on silence
While you sleep they infiltrate
Pass the ranks, unchallenged
You are weak, don't stand a chance
Impending wrath devoid of thought
They're here, make no sound
Raving eyes, rotten ground
Prey on all, sustain death
Kept in place, kept in check
Who would have this scourge
Move through the land unscathed
There are those who seek out war
To end the suffering days
Feigned allegiance
Their forgotten souls
Cast to the flame
In that fateful age
Enemies survive
The fire, the blade
We have been weakened by their gaze
Laid waste, attack our homes
Treachery break our innate trust
Sent from the depths
Where no light can reach
The sea, the air, the land, nothing spared
Woken not to face impending threat
This order will hunt you, display your head
Rendered a glimpse of the horde
Made to be silenced
What you see here comes your way in time
Bred in pain, foretold to subvert
Torn the void, false hope begotten
Transformed into rotten flith
Become one of them
The time has come.