Track #5: The Cradle's Envoy

[Abyssian] The cradle has nurtured you, but it cannot protect you. The world you step into is not as it was—it will test you, twist you, defy you. What you once loved may pull at your edges, but do not let it dull your purpose. You are born of chaos, but your strength lies in their disorder, their fear, their horror. Feed on it, grow from it, and show them why you are mine. [Abyssaluna] I stepped through the portal into their wretched glow, a world of garish colors that I used to know. The laughter of fools clings like rot to the air, their joy a disease, their innocence rare. The flowers reek of false purity and decay, their petals mock me with their fragile display. The hum of their music, so crude, so bland—it festers in my ears like a sickness planned. What I once adored now churns in my veins—a seething disgust I cannot contain. I’ll tear through their beauty, I’ll silence their sound, for Abyssaluna’s symphony will resound. [Abyssaluna] I step to the center, my voice like a snare, "Come closer, my children, if you dare." The ground begins pulsing, the air starts to scream, Their joyous day twisting into a nightmare’s dream. My symphony rises, their terror takes hold, The melodies crush them, relentless and cold. Their smiles dissolve into cries of despair, AS Abyssaluna’s CHAOS POISONS THE AIR!!!! [Abyssaluna] I stand in the center... oh, look how they run... Their happy little world... undone... undone... Their laughter is broken... their joy turns to cries... Oh, don’t be afraid... I’m only your demise... The shadows are dancing... the chaos takes hold... Your fear tastes so sweet... so bitter... so cold... Abyssaluna is here... and ready to play... Your peace is in ashes... and I’M HERE TO STAY!