God Devourer

To'aak crushed the skull of his sworn enemy, Mor Kaot, under his mighty iron boot. Taking the Vaul Ash for his own, he raised the prize high, roaring his challenge to the skies. Gods so high You will be joining this weakling For I am coming for you all My rage burns your shrines everyday You can no longer hold me back I am the Syka Born to purge Destined for glory Send forth your legions so I may have sustenance for my journey to you As was scribed To'aak was meant for glory His campaign, it is fueled by fury The Vaul Ash was his, the holy medicine of the Gods No more shall they be blessed by immortality He would claim their skulls and devour their hearts He was born into death and hate None will be able to stop him on his conquest It only ends when the Gods are dead