& so it begun: with a tender kiss from the

Angel of Verdun. As we embraced, our

Lonely childhoods found a common

Ground. Once more we became; we were

Born again in the shadows of their faith.

Not longing for a divine outcome, merely

Wanting to repent & to find solace we set

Out to conquer the world like the children

We were. They sang our prayers as we

Progressed across the worlds torched by

Their words, by their hunger for more; their

Hunger for all was all we saw: the children

Of the future kind left to gnaw on the barren

Bones of the old garde. How brightly this

Singular world is burning, fuelling their

desires; never stopping, never turning. We

Once kissed at the fires of Verdun, now

Hell awaits us, our legacy in ruins