Into the shadows  of the fallen ones  led by the virtue  to form a thousand suns    The slaughter was unseen  for eyes not yet groomed to such a display  red was the colour of their grief  death was the mother of them all    divine space confined  lords of the ring expelled  born as the fire blazed  feared as the carnage raged    walking further  growing weaker  untold murder  hidden deeper  The blood opens gateways  to shrines of earthly gods  feasting on the crimson  of souls inherent lost