He Who Mastered Shapes

From the darkness echoes a name, an omen
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 Oryx the taken king Lord of Chaos and ruin
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 Consumed by reprisal
 Famine sustained by death
 Taker of will and light
 Pawns serve means to his blight
 Dreadnaught hub to hive fleet
 Navigates toward site of prolicide
 Invades the system
 Unmerciful intrusion awaits
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 Beings of light seek to oppose
 Taken war initiates with strife
 Saturns rings, framework of bloodshed
 None left to prevent vengeance
 Travelers influence motivated
 Slayers of the hope-eater
 Resolved to fight from the throne
 Obscurity will thrive across worlds
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 Nemesis to eternal light bolstered by disciples of depravity
 Within this traveling empire four grades of esteem lurk
 Offspring of his majesty deathsongs meant to unwrite the light
 Lord of shapes emerges monumentally
 Titanic god king
 "You are the last hope of the light?"
 "I have taken entire worlds"
 "You are not worthy to face me"
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 "The darkness is a gift... let my will set you free"
 "What you call darkness sit he end of your evolution"
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 In his dying moment as his lifeless body drifts toward Saturn
 Oryx the taken king's vengeance denied