To The Pyre

As i bear witness to the landscapes before me
It torments me like nails through my skull
How i wish to see it all collapse unto itself
This fragile world of man reduced to nothing...

Uproot the crop cast it straight to the pyre
Salt the fields in which it grew
Poison the future for humanity
The reign of the weak now is through
Distanced they are severed; they've become
Far removed from anything pure
Forever alone, forever they'll rot
Trapped evermore in a sea of cacophony

Fruits of the labours forever rotten
Blackened blossoms in their orchards aflame
Despite the fight, despite their struggles their beloved offspring are all born lame
Futile efforts to mend the wounds are met with failure, devoid of substance
Mankind's only hope has long been betrayed

Behold the power of death as the world about you fades to nothing
Feel the cold grip of her frozen hands clenched upon your trembling soul
The god of deceit and his kingdom of treachery shall perish in flames of ancient truths
This is the end
All once sacred, now worth nothing

The progenitor, poisoned is cast aside
The tattered wretch raped, murdered, and burned
Her decadent children lack any sign of remorse as they willingly suckle the mechanical whore
Instincts to guide them down a path of power now overgrown with the mold of corruption
A breeding ground set for a hopeless future
As they hail to their kingdom of the weak and the flawed...