When I saw Oryx I was overcome with many thoughts
I fled to a very High place
Which was very Deep
And I said:
Aurash, Auryx, Oryx!
God almighty
King of taking
Destroyer of Heaven and Earth
Of Deep and Sky
Of Firmament and Fundament
I have read the books of your sorrow
Triumph by annihilation
Annihilation by triumph
And one question would I ask you
O seeker of hidden wisdom
Are you a god or a worm?
When you have taken all
That is
Or was
Or will be
Will you not then yourself be taken?
Will not your worm devour you
And all you have devoured?
You will say that this is good
That only in existence is the right to exist
But I say that you are weak
And have always been
You are a fool who was given a gift
And it will take you
O mighty Oryx
You have destroyed your god
You have taken his godhood
You walk where he has walked
And plumb Depths he has not known
But your god yet lives
He crawls inside you
He will take you
When you have taken all
Aiat! Aiat! Aiat!
Aiat for mighty Auryx!
Aiat for his son Crota!
Aiat for cunning Savathûn
And for dread Xivu Arath!
Aiat for the Hive!
Crota destroyed
And tithed destruction to his father
Aiat for Crota!
He has been destroyed
By Guardians who tithe their light to each other
And know no master
Xivu Arath was strong
And by sheer strength sought to destroy all things
Aiat for Xivu Arath!
She will be destroyed
By Titans who prune dead growth from the living
Rather than kill for destruction's sake
Savathûn was cunning
She hid behind her Hive
And watched
And guided
And led from shadow
As they destroyed all things
Aiat for Savathûn!
She will be destroyed
By Hunters who hide in shadow
To protect the light
You, O mighty Auryx, have exceeded them all
You sought to learn all things
Their strength and their weakness
And to destroy them by both
Instead of one or the other
Aiat for great Auryx!
You will be destroyed
By Warlocks who plumb the secret heights
Of both Darkness and Light
The Hive were weak
And sought strength
Their only request, to exist
Aiat for the Hive!
The worm their god has deceived them
It promised life if they would kill
But it will kill them
When they have killed all else
Aiat for the Hive!
The Light preserves life in individuality
And offers unity in harmony
But the Darkness takes all
It gives unity only in death
Aiat for the Hive and their choice!
Aiat for Oryx their god and king!
Aiat! Aiat! Aiat!
This is the song that Zakar the Spy sang to Oryx, King of Taking
In the depths of his Dreadnought.
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