Once more...

[molikai]

Unt othe breach? Or is it not that void clims high:
The sunyan door yawns open. And what's behind is hungry, yes.
Blessings for my friends: Cessation for my foes.
Burn away all that makes them my enemy:
be it the smallest spark, or themselves whole.
They will learn to fear the void of chaos.
They will learn to fear the flames.

Is it not the perfect night for it?
The door yawns open.
Fear and love what lies beyond.

Chakara,
lahimse,
Lahimset,
Molikai se Keriashim Se Shikarim.