Empyrean Yearning - Hyperion

Perish, inferior vermin

His gaze imminent to the south

Futile Tatarian blood will not suffice

Roam!

Wreak ail, havoc, subjugate defiers

Let none bereave your ever germinating might

From the plains of Delüün Boldog to the mighty Khwarezmian forts

Your empire shall stand supreme — to erect the seal of worldwide reign

Be apprised to behold the malignancy of the great Khan!

The wall — adamant, rigid, harboring the kingdom beyond

Yet so unable to shelter their piteous lives as they circumvent it

Following the path along the grand impediment

Laced traps were concealed beneath the impending hordes

Faced with a throng of soldiers, putrid and corrupt

Who’s fealty was as staunch as a hired force could be

Fierce pillaging and utter supremacy.

The purge through salt and flame.

As embers fade into empyrean futility, dusk abates before atrophy descends.

And the fall of the metropolis dawns

With accommodation from their own treachery

A mighty dynasty elapses.

Storming into the attenuated fortress

Grace was utterly absent in rage

Slippery streets of humanly fat

A paragon made in aversion and dread

From whence the genesis comest in ire

Shall the worldwide domain tremble ablaze

Khwarezmian citadels crushed

Beneath fierce reprisal

A fraction of Ghengis’s legion was sent

To survey the gallantry of the west

Yet meager defiance was shown

Thus sealing the kismet of realms beyond

What heinous atrocities he couldn’t achieve

Throughout the era of his tellurian reign

His son would later attain

In otiose yearning nothing can thrive

He attempts to halter the carnal cycle

Though to no avail

For the great misfortune of human asinity resumes and nothing is reshaped