Tomb Mold - Twisted Trail

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The chosen one will extinguish the sun
In the darkness will their deeds be done
The deified of this planet have been captured
The chosen grows bloated from their flesh
The earth has been reduced to a cemetery of ash
A new master, a new god
Free of disciples
Rejecting servants
No tolerance for the powerless
Follow the twisted trail of destruction
It will lead to their greatest achievement
A tower, a monument
Built by and for everything that stood before them
A foundation of bones
Cemented by blood
A tool of intimidation
A colossus designed to bring fear to distant planets
What good is a monument if no one can see it