The Cryptic Aeon

The embodiment of a quixotic being
A vortex has sent an ambitious emanation
To define noble deeds I pursue unfeigned might
Through an immeasurable space of aimless time

We will exist for all ages mankind will flee
Though mountains falter and dry are seas
The mission is never ending for our quandan entity
Manifest imperial strength until your extinction

Since the dawn of time we were magnanimous
Galaxies are born and the universe will die
Our prescence is felt throughout the Cryptic Eaon

Can't refuse our benevolent existence
A force greater than hurricanes
Wicked are many whose God is in the heavens
For we will take their faith
And scatter their dogma