Texty: Bal-sagoth. The Power Cosmic. The Scourge Of The Fourth Celestial Host.

They possess power unparalleled
Ageless, remorseless, without pity or conscience
Manipulators of evolution on countless worlds
Gods of the stars, the Celestial Host

Zenn-la
I beseech thee, great ones
Spare this insignificant planet, this earth
Humankind, behold your creators
Behold your destroyers

Arishem, Exitar, judge and executioner

They who sow the fields of the stars
They return to reap the evolution harvest

Arishem, Exitar, judge and executioner

Time, space, soul, mind, reality, power

I am the last scion of Zenn-La
Never more to embrace Shalla-Bal
I was born to soar beyond the stars

And lo, the Exterminator
The Destroyer of Worlds
The Purifier of Galaxies

The edge of oblivion beckons

I am the protector of this world, I wield the Power Cosmic

Arishem, Exitar, judge and executioner

I shall scatter your atoms to the four cosmic winds

Time, space, soul, mind, reality, power

Hail Arishem, hail Exitar
The Star-Gods have returned

The vast sea of stars stretches into infinity before me

I am the last scion of Zenn-la
Never more to embrace Shalla-Bal
I was born to soar beyond the stars

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