And lo, the gods had grown silent, the world gone stale… but from the depths of the endless firmament the sacred riff ascended - A holy riot in the key of thunder. A voice echoed from the deep:

“No longer shall ye wander the wasteland of silence—for the Choir Invisible hath made flesh their sound! Hivesong cometh to lead thee in righteous rebellion against the great silence. They come not to entertain but to awaken. Kneel not before kings, but rise to the altar of sound—HIVESONG calleth thee.”