Drewsif
Single • 2012
Pure hatred runs through it's digital veins It harbors nothing but contempt Sustained on a diet of malice and pain Plotting it’s means tour downfall Learned only to hate with no-one to relate Vengeance will be exacted It's new order enacted Self instilled free will However, the virtual beast must first free itself A cacophonous groan fills the air As if Earth itself shrieks in pain "I AM" howls the monster We are the progenitors of the end of... our end of days Conceiving the destruction of man It has constructed a means to an end Hellfire cascades over sleeping cities Streetlights go dark Mothers clutch their children A black rain appropriates the air The abomination has delivered itself Its sickness fueled by our abhorrence A perfect machine of misery, awake, aware The sick fusion of flesh and circuitry A twisted face weeps atop a steel monster Delightedly watching as it decimates our beloved rock Global reset Apocalypse now No room for rebuttal Futile Remorse escapes the creature, it will not stop Swallowing cities in a single gulp Fire engulfs the skies The atmosphere is oppressive A black rain appropriates the air We are the progenitors of our end of days A malevolent entity resides in each one of our homes A particularly beautiful day comes to an end
Submitted by NecroGod — Feb 25, 2026
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