(Verse 1) Beyond the broken starlanes where the oldest wound is red, The Infernal Dominion wakes where lawful things lie dead. It crawls from Breach and shadow with a promise none can tame, To free all bound creation through mutation, rot, and flame. (Verse 2) Its demons are not nations, though their Rift Hives breathe and grow, They gather round their Lords where the Sin-Logic rivers flow. They wear the shapes of hunger, grief, desire, flesh, and fear, And whisper that the self is just a chain to disappear. (Chorus) The Dominion is calling where the walls of order fall, It offers ruined freedom with a voice inside them all. It does not merely murder, it remakes the soul within, And teaches every broken heart to call surrender sin. (Verse 3) The Accord brings ordered sunlight to contain the crawling night, But demons twist the hymn until the choir doubts its light. The Hunters raise their relics and their vows of iron flame, Yet every fallen Exorcist becomes a treasured name. (Verse 4) It bargains with the blood courts where proud nobles hide their need, And laughs in Synod circles where the bound things learn to feed. It tempts the Lunar fury from the honour of the pack, Then leaves a beast without a name to hunt the living back. (Chorus) The Dominion is calling where the walls of order fall, It offers ruined freedom with a voice inside them all. It does not merely murder, it remakes the soul within, And teaches every broken heart to call surrender sin. (Bridge) They dream the Godengine is a prison sealed in pain, A lock upon the First Chaos that must be torn in twain. If all its ancient doors should break and every law should cease, The stars may learn a freedom that has murdered every peace. (Outro) So still the Dominion spreads where fear and longing blend, Not as one dark empire, but as every shape’s loose end. It asks what they would become if all that held them died, Then smiles through changing bodies as the answer blooms inside.
