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Date of issue: 29.10.2012
Song language: English
Lich King IV (Born of the Bomb) |
Last living thing has been brought to its knees |
And the multiverse worships the King |
Dimensional empire of smoldering worlds |
Their ruler is standing alone |
The earth is a tomb and the sky is its pall |
And the dust is the people that failed |
Regarding his realm in its thundering death |
Calm at oblivion’s door |
To the victor go the empty and bitter |
And terrible spoils of war |
There are no more worlds to conquer |
There’s no one left to fight |
The fallout drifts in the wake of the strike |
And the cloud overhead blankets all |
Nuclear lightningstorm flashing |
A shadow is moving within |
Something has formed |
Something has spawned |
Fission, unlife |
Born of the atom |
Born of the dead |
Born… of the bomb |
Rising up there amidst towers of smoke is a |
Hydrogen-made skeletzar |
Doppelganger in all respects, body and mind |
Powers mirroring those of the King |
Hammered iron and bone and a chestplate of |
Spiked armor all of it blackened by soot |
Billowing green from its empty skull sockets |
Tendrils of sickening light |
The undead lord regards the usurper |
And the newcomer returns the glare |
An accident of science |
A conjuration foul |
The King begins to cackle and laugh |
Realization sets in and the answer is clear |
His one worthy opponent |
In all of time, himself |
And at long last |
Something as strong |
No end to the coming fight |
Neverending battle has been |
Born… of the bomb |
Sword and axe are raised |
And the two things are joined in combat |
Sparks ignite from quickened strikes |
The fireballs are as raindrops and |
The thrumming lightning blasts |
Cannot kill the sorcerers |
Yet they carry on, his minions |
Cower horrified and horrible |
Crashing |
Striking |
Thrusting |
Slashing |
Hacking |
Chanting |
Casting |
Lashing out with all his might |
At the one made in his form |
Locked in blissful violence |
A perpetual and total war |
Cracking |
Smashing |
Cutting |
Blasting |
Crushing |
Bashing |
Gouging |
Laughing long and loud the undead lord |
A blackened denouement |
Atop their world gone dead the |
Maelstrom continues on |