Through the eyes of the eternal God I watched this creation parish.
WHat was once a haven of beauty now lays rotting in a triumph of dead.
Cities of the new Gods spread their wings, like walking corpses that devour its prey.
The new Gods feast on their new found victory with the eyes of God on their dinner plates
WHat was once a haven of beauty now lays rotting in a triumph of dead.
Cities of the new Gods spread their wings, like walking corpses that devour its prey.
The new Gods feast on their new found victory with the eyes of God on their dinner plates
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