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Widdrim Hymn
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With a whisper of the sacred words, a specter of hatred manifests. Dark consecration in the flesh. Bidding welcome to the new lords of this world. Beset we were, centuries of plague. Famine, emaciated the land, the unborn enslaved, the dead furnace fodder, cloaked the sun and hidden the stars. The mouths of the old gods gave sustenance no more. Impotent, at last they stood before the ravenous hoard. A blinded triarchy of acolytes professed the ways of ritual: sacrifice to summon the rains, by mother the child is slain. An offering of earthly possessions, regression to the state of beast, orgiastic frenzied rites, purging of the mind. Lifeless consummation, child and animal are known. At last, the dark clouds descend, the maddening light of His countenance appears. A gift of searing rain, a downpour dissolving devotees. The land laid bare, answered the prayer.
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Battering the Oppidum
04:45
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I hear the beating drum echo across the great plateau. Thundering as the giant’s pace on the moonlit heath. What outlander now arrives in the dark to bring us ruin? Helpless I stand watch as the burning trail draws nearer. As before, we wait on soil and graves of our forebears and pray for the gods’ grace, but their strength has withered. The scourge of the new god comes, flattening the plains. For nine and thirty nights their hellfires roar and ravage the earth, blackening the morning firmament. Boiling within this infernal cauldron, let the fumes of our torment rise. A sudden chill takes hold, the beasts withdraw. Lifeblood freezing, silently they fall. No drums now sound that lord’s envoy, he dies within the last mind.
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A pariah lives in our midst. Rats of plague dwelling in debris, nocturnal scavengers, gnawing the dead, afflicting the living. I excise you as tumor or necrotic limb. Banished to the arid wastes, may your lot find death’s refuge. The lepers in exile, yet disease reigns. My hand moves to cleanse this land. By sword we purge the filth that clogs its veins, the foulest basest beings and poison vapors spread from mouths of perfidy. A purified domain, emptiness within. Beckoning return of outcast hordes, to usurp and enthrone rot.
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