PART
II

Dragons fly before the Blasphemer’s legions,
scouring the earth of his righteous foes.
Carnage rises in the wake of his passing,
purging all life from those who oppose him.
Vultures wheel where dragons flew,
picking the bones of the numberless dead.
But the Blasphemer’s end lies in the void,
in the maelstrom that pulls him down to darkness.
On his lips are words of blasphemy,
the words of creation unspoken.
In his ears are the screams of his foes,
bringing delight to his heart.
When he speaks all doors are opened and all chains are broken,
all law is repealed and chaos is unbound.