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