Celestial Redemption

By Existentialist

On Prophet of Ignorance

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Desolation, the end as it must be

No promise of a brighter future

No trees, no life, no seas

The problems of the past

Gone like an atomic blast

The warning signs ignored

Would not alter the course

Your triumvirate was an empty lie

Open graves, the souls of loved ones cry

The beauty that this species once possessed

Was sold in parts for greed, power or less

The ghost of Azazael revels in the sea of sins

The diabolic truths of mankind's bleak descent

Lucifer in Hell would weep in fear for him

Even deities won't escape my judgement

Angels gods and demons fall behind me

False idols fearful of the prophecy

Deconstructed on atomic levels

I am the ghost amongst the spirits

A void within a void

An ashen waste ready for consumption

I desecrate the churches of your father

Lay waste the temples, scour your holy lands

Make proud Aurora, mother of he who failed

Perit enim orbis terrarium

Quis non audit clamor eius

The Earth dies and none shall hear it scream

This is your eulogy

Your triumvirate lie bloodied and broke

Tectonic fissures drown all hope in smoke

The beauty that this world once possessed

Reduced in whole to a crippled burning mess

The scapegoat Azazael drowned in your sea of sins

Your loved ones rise controlled by none but I

All who have lived and all who once were lost

Resurrected to witness the final moments

Fire breaches the void between the planets

Tears evaporate from fearful faces

The final cremation of a species

And finally I walk this barren desolate wasteland

Neither dead nor alive

In a realm where none know my name

The universe knows peace once more