Of Sound and Light

Ravenous

Viciousness

Madness is what they all felt



Berserker empaths

In a closed room

Fighting against

The countless hordes



All are immortal

Dismemberment

Is the only

Solution



Defenders become predators

And the hordes slowly wear down

Mindless indulgence



Beyond the realm

Of misfortune

More awaits



Omniescence

Shapes their reality

Become the reality

Become the noise

Break apart

All is one



Beings of pure light and pure sound

With a million dancing fingertips

Are masters of their own domains