Under the raging storms of dusk, lies the infant Drauni'Vaar

He slept in his cradle while kissed by the lips of the Divine Harlot

She foretold his awaited future

For he shall grow to be an opulent beacon,

Born to masticate the masses, this Dark Brother of Filth.

The blood of Gollumek runs wild in his ebony veins

His power will instill fear as he stoops to dominion

May these mortals kneel and pray.

He comes...under the company of the Dishonored Zulu

To aide him in his conquest of the West Coast

May they all drown in their own sorrowful dirt

For staining Drauni'Vaar's cradle with blood and filth.

Necrotic, cosmic symphonies that will bleed them dry

Amalgamations of horror formed from their entrails

Oh how Drauni'Vaar laughed in amusement of this slaughter

As vargrs brutally fall one by one

Screaming in vain.

A beast of necromancy, a servant under his command

From Seattle to Portland, the river runs ebony with the blood of his fallen enemies

Who said his name in their dying breaths

Gabrielle has blessed this fiend with only a gentle kiss

And endorsed him with such impeccable strength.

Infernal, nocturnal masquerades in the shadows

Beckoned Drauni'Vaar in all his bestial grace

May vargrs swear their oaths to him

To Drauni'Vaar, the Dark Brother of Impoverished Filth.