You cathedral pipes,
herald now your gods of yore
upon keys of bone.

For heirs of Sadow,
let sweet your melody rise
o’er the shrieking cries.

A psalm resurrect
upon the roar of lions
and dragons aflight.

Let Tarthos tremble;
upon their knees, let them weep
and beg for mercy.

Your song a promise
of treachery's bleak reward.
An empire reborn.

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Inspiration and imagery drawn from HMR's portion of the "Return of Old Gods" run-on. :)