| A pulse of energy wipes the galaxy clean of all its life. |
| Vivisection of the
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| cosmos, a dogma of the damned
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| The rule of ancients ceases to exist
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| Alone in a vast obscurity of infinite perception
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| Billions have vanished before my eyes
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| Psychopathic devastation is the rule of our demise
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| Sliding forward into the tale of which return is not an option, isolation,
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| incubation of the virulent contagion
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| Maddened resurrection, hypodermic insurrection, the beginning of an era,
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| the dormant lord of death’s erection
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| The question is remaining: Can they overcome restriction?
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| Through rock, metal and time all they’ve done is fucking listen
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| Reseeding has been nothing short of successful
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| Life is thriving in the milky way, alone I’ve waited for anything
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| The end of this insanity, alas they have arrived
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| You’ve been away for far too long
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| The origin of my existence finally has come
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| Alas, they have arrived, It’s been far too long
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| Now they have returned
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| The gift of life has been instilled, the successors to our past have been
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| exhumed
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| Held in the arms of exuberance, I fathom the infinite light and follow it into
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| the night
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| I regret to inform you to maintain a distance
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| This ring holds entities you cannot imagine
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| Approach the vector in which you have been given
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| Rid the infestation of non-Reclaimers
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| Legions of Covenant blanket the surface
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| Searching for the Cartographer, and searching for control. |
| Blacklisted
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| facilities have been overrun
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| I need your help to gain them back before it’s too late
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| They’ve broken through the gates
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| You will not take this from me
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| The gift of life has been instilled, the successors to our past have been
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| exhumed
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| Held in the arms of exuberance, I fathom the infinite light and follow it into
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| the night
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| From the abyss of bitter loneliness to the nostalgic rush of memory
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| If only I possessed the form in which I was born
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| A living body so I can embrace and rejoice
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| The gift of life has been instilled, the successors to our past have been
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| exhumed
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| You are the child of my makers, inheritor of all they left behind,
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| but this reign is mine
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| A new chapter has begun |