Only one prophet remained in here

Grasping sole power at Regulus sphere

Then came his revenge on the race of the Genetron

Myriad suns have passed since that day

Solaria’s death was retaliated

And thus began the age of odium, his empire of ash

There is a saying in the remnant worlds:

“Children, don’t go to the machine caves

Don’t dare to visit the concrete jungles

As you do so, you will face the wrath of the Voidian

Who I was, who I will be?

I am a hunter, I am death indeed

I am the reaper of my own race

And the murderer of a thousand others

This is the truth, here lies the meaning

A sourceless hunger kills

An unfulfilled desire to eradicate galaxies

Beyond this pale horizon

My sole dim enclave is consuming everything:

Deceptive blooms of life which is not me

I dream the unbeing

I will outlive time

I must be the missionary

Of the omega source

No alpha form shall exist

I hear the voice

Whisper of the cauldron: Odium

A sourceless hunger kills

An unfulfilled desire to eradicate galaxies

Beyond this pale horizon

My sole dim enclave is consuming everything:

Deceptive blooms of life which is not me

This is not me!

Herald the new, invincible king

My kingdom has no shores, but vast halls

Of the endless time and space

With my Leviathan I sail Dirac seas

From outer source

I collect lives with emerald strings

Millions of years will pass by it

In a blink of my weary eyes

A sourceless hunger kills

An unfulfilled desire to eradicate galaxies

Beyond this pale horizon

My sole dim enclave is consuming everything:

Deceptive blooms of life, this is not me

This is my utopia