Lyrics

In the darkness of eternal night, Bonds of blood and evil were wrought. The Antediluvians, beings of eternal might, Awakened from their ancient slumber sought. With thirst for dominion and unbridled ambition, The Antediluvians raised their voice, Claiming territories in a chilling exhibition, Plunging the world into chaos and choice. Their children, the offspring of the night, Found themselves ensnared in this endless war, Struggling to survive the wasteful fight, In a world where betrayal lurks in the core. Cities rose, blood was spilled, Shifting alliances in the night were spun. Clans were divided in this savage guild, And in every heart, darkness won. Among shadows and secrets, the battle raged, With sharpened swords and thirsting fangs. The Antediluvians, creatures of scarlet staged, Unleashed storms upon the land's pangs. But amidst the chaos and devastation, Some offspring raised their voice, Defying tyranny with determination, Seeking freedom in this fierce noise. And thus, in the deepest darkness, The War of the Ancients unfolded. An epic struggle that time harnesses, In the memory of those who beheld. May this tale endure in eternal night, As an echo of times gone by. The War of the Ancients, an everlasting plight, In the heart of darkness, a silent cry.