The Harvester

Your omnipotent being lies thick as fog
Over the dying breed of mankind
The feeble, the doomed, quiver before your feet
As they know their time has come

Your seed is destruction, pure and cold
Your kingdom a tomb, where dead eternally rest
Your sickle reaps the harvest of our world
A vast arable land, where life is crops

You,
The bringer of everlasting darkness to our eyes
Our final destination lies under your darkened skies

As humanity evolves and spreads like cancer
You'll make sure that it has a deadly initial
Feeding on our own creative extermination
As if the world was a tremendous dining table
And man its irresistible dimes

Death, divine you walk midst us
Almighty lord of genocide and epidemics
We let our minds be manipulated
And controlled as we submit
To murder and devastation

A witness,
You have watched our worlds dawning
From our birth, the first grasp of air
(you've been here to assure us of the truth
That in the end it'll be our very last)

Behold the reapers harvest
The fall of our civilizations
As earth crumble to dust
And mankind ceases to exist