My fathers and mothers, our dear descendants
have lost their control in their independence
our Creators are gone, our mission has failed
give up your struggle before it's too late.

Take back what was yours and do fall in line
as beyond the Void the Techra is mine
Avyaal will soon follow, so you will decide
if you'd rather fight or if you abide

by rules that were written between the stars
in your hand not mine, you carry the scars
of breaking the system by breaking those rules
transforming Creators into lost fools.

And while you were mindless puppets of mine
Avyaal has been run by our spawn without spine
deep into the ground, so the mortals control
a mass of worlds devoid of your soul.

Look at these tiny, those mortal lives,
how short one lives and how fast one dies,
betrayal has proven to be in their blood
we've already sunken too deep in their flood.

Now tears in Time and tears in Space
are ripping reality in graceful ways
and throughout the worlds those mortal lives
are finally changing under broken skies

revealing the fabric of everything is
of darkest symphony and joyful bliss
woven together in balanced equality
and this is the time for some causality

for balance to tip in the other direction
for Higher Beings to learn their lesson:
Light cannot forever be favoured alone
it is time for Darkness to take the throne.