You've changed nothing.Your species has the attention of those infinitely your greater.That which you know as Reapers are your salvation through destruction.You will surrender your potential against the growing void. We return, and you will rise.
We are the harbinger of your perfection.
We will bring your species into harmony with our own.Your species will be raised to a new existence. We are the beginning, you will be the end.Prepare for our domination. Prepare for our coming.
You have become an annoyance.You fight against inevitability. Dust struggling against cosmic winds.This seems a victory to you. A star system sacrificed.But even now, your greatest civilizations are doomed to fall. Your leaders will beg to serve us.Know this as you die in vain: Your time will come. Your species will fall.
Prepare yourselves for the Arrival.

Music:Winside - Reapers:https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lZnzcJNPP3c