The chosen one will extinguish the sun In the darkness will their deeds be done The deified of this planet have been captured The chosen grows bloated from their flesh The earth has been reduced to a cemetery of ash A new master, a new god Free of disciples Rejecting servents No tolerance for the powerless Follow the twisted trail of destruction It will lead to their greatest achievement A tower, a monument Built by and for everything that stood before them A foundation of bones Cemented by blood A tool of intimidation A colossus designed to bring fear to distant planets What good is a monument if no one can see it