Several Lyraen convicts are being chased down and devoured in a horrific slaughter, showering the trees and rocks with blood and entrails. The Lyreans are towering behemoths, however they are dwarfed by this rabid carnivore which now torments them. They’ve been involuntarily thrown into the first war to ever take place on Earth’s third dimension, and it’s a war leaving the strongest to survive, becoming initiated as Earth’s rightful inhabitants. They are here to contribute DNA for the great fallen Arch-Angels, who will be reborn as heirs to the kingdom the surviving Lyraens will establish on Earth.
A giant Lyraen queen towers five hundred feet into the hazy sky, before an even more towering palace, so large and so far away that it is only a dim apparition standing miles in the background. She is warlike, with thin armor which appears to grow out of her skin. She chants under the looming star of Saturn, which glows with an eery bluish effulgence, filling Earth with intense and destructive energy. She is young, and beautiful, chanting for spiritual bondage with this new over powering Saturnian energy which has come to permeate Earth, and plant its seed. She has become the great whore to the fallen Saturnian Demiurge in the flesh.