I lay down my offering for the wolves of the night
I spill my own blood in their den.
I become the predator who destroys mankind
Spawn of Anyasiri be thou my hands!
The sorrow of shades sweeps forth with foul might
The howling hordes ceaselessly churn.
Souls compelled are souls possessed
And so the torch is lit.
Angel of Endless Hunger
Tsurumah, Mursiras, Mog-Pharau
Spit forth the tongueless howlers
In aeon of weakened sun
Angel of Endless Hunger
Tsurumah, Mursiras, Mog-Pharau
People of weeping summer
Spring will never come!
Amidst cut-tongue cacophony,
Bloody rapists of man.
Min-uroikas, great pit of obscenity.
Aurang and Aurax ageless in malice.
Whispering the silent screams
The gasping of many reeds.
Souls compelled are souls possessed.
The world pyre ignites.
Angel of Endless Hunger
Tsurumah, Mursiras, Mog-Pharau
Spit forth the tongueless howlers
In aeon of weakened sun
Angel of Endless Hunger
Tsurumah, Mursiras, Mog-Pharau
People of weeping summer
Spring will never come!
Spring will never come!
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Wicked North is inspired heavily by the No-God Prince of Nothing series by Canadian author R. Scott Bakker. The No-God aka Tsurumah, Mog-Pharau among other names, is seemingly the antithesis of existence. His only purpose to destroy. Brought into some semblance of "life" by "The Consult" a mad cabal of sorcerers seeking to save themselves from ever-lasting damnation by sealing the world shut. Hoping to accomplishing this by annhilating all men (Men being known to the Non-men as the people of summer, for they burn so hot and pass so quick.)
The No-God's very existence made every womb barren, every child died in still-birth. The No-God destroyed entire nations beneath screaming hordes of Sranc (Also known as Tongueless howlers), a perverted war like people who sexually delight in carnage. The very threat of Sranc caused mothers to raise the knife to their babe's to save them from the barbarity. The No-God was destroyed having killed most of the peoples of the ancient north, the most advanced civilization on Earwa. The Consult, headed by Aurang and Aurax, who are the last two Inchoroi, a race of rapists and weavers of flesh retrieved the No-God's remains and have been attempting to resurrect him ever since to finish their genocidal task, and his resurrection draws ever closer to completion.
The world will be closed shut, and all who survive thrown into the harems of the Inchoroi! The world pyre ignites!
