The Primordial Ancient Fog

Listen! Beneath the abyss, in the lake of fire, the burning evil spirits wail and shriek.

Those who sleep forever are not necessarily dead.

Even souls that have endured strange aeons will one day die.

The lost, ancient Garden of Eden is nurturing something loathsome.

Steam, rolling onward with the march of the age.

Gray mist, sheltering the great kings of history.

Listen! Go and praise the great king.