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Everything is dead, already dead

the region does not even sigh



and all in vain and all in vain

gone is defiance and pride



Radiation spreads

As cold verses sound

Heretical realm of rats

Feast for void cold hound



I carried my black justice

As an envoy of the God

Made real the menace

Hatchet mouth of the supreme punisher



just cry with my melodies even my trumpet feels

for the kingdom of godlike was dead, it had to be



the roar of vengeance

will never again to be heard

here in the dead silence

It smoulders in the fields of the absurd

prayers on festering bodies

those who had the sign of divine in sunken cheeks

Across the fields sulphurous flames above the corpses glow

Execution, greater will, never more to be known