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The Riders' misfortune continues as they land on a planet completely destroyed, enshrouded in a grotesque mass of black. From above, they witness the horrors of the planet: beings once human transformed into unimaginable aberrations, alongside other space creatures. Hope finally emerges when they manage to establish a signal with the Hyperion, realizing they are not too far off.
The Riders inform the Hyperion of their dire situation, and General Bram assures them that they will come to their rescue. He warns them not to descend to the planet's surface, as it is utterly ruined. If any of these aberrations manage to board the ship, fire will be the most effective weapon against them. General Bram explains the nature of these beasts and how they conquer planets by turning everyone they capture into such monstrosities. The most merciful act for these aberrations is to purify them with fire.
After enduring the aerial assault from these monsters, the Hyperion finally arrives to rescue the Riders and conclude their mission.
Lyrics:
Emerging from shadows deep,
With an insatiable, endless urge,
The Swarm descends, consuming all,
Underneath their shadow, worlds fall.
Twisted forms with eyes aglow,
Fangs and claws, a deadly show,
Brood mothers guide their ravenous horde,
Galactic nightmares, darkness stored.
Purification through the fire,
Burn it all, their dark empire.
The Swarm devours, leaves nothing behind,
Transforming worlds with a single mind,
A plague of shadows, life’s demise,
In their wake, the galaxy cries.
Where they tread, no life remains,
Only ashes and charred plains,
Aberrations bred from despair,
Twisted echoes of once were.
Colonies spread across the stars,
Led by mothers with ancient scars,
Their hunger knows no bounds, no end,
On this galactic feast, they depend.
Purification through the fire,
Burn it all, their dark empire.
The Swarm devours, leaves nothing behind,
Transforming worlds with a single mind,
A plague of shadows, life’s demise,
In their wake, the galaxy cries.
In the shadows, their whispers creep,
Silent horrors, endless deep,
To encounter them is to face the night,
A losing battle, no hope in sight.
Beware the brood, the endless spawn,
In their path, all hope is gone.
The Swarm devours, leaves nothing behind,
Transforming worlds with a single mind,
A plague of shadows, life’s demise,
In their wake, the galaxy cries.
Heed this warning, do not stray,
Lest you become their prey,
For the Swarm is always near,
Bringing destruction, death, and fear.
16 сен 2024
