Desolate Paradise

The worship of a false deity has reached it's end
Civilization has run amok
Completely devoid of all mercy
The harbinger
An insatiable urge to destroy the planet
Even one as pathetic as earth
Vengeance is the most refreshing
Fingernails split as you try to pry my hand from your throat
With my ascension, my new dynasty will be devised
It has begun, awaken from your slumber
Awaken
Plant the weapon in the galactic nucleus
Disorganized, disordered planet
The energy increased with each final dying star
I am a creature of malice and affliction
History shall at last repeat itself once more
Through me you will enter your own desolate paradise
I am destruction in it's most elegant form
Break from the core. Shatter the crust
Claimed these souls as my mindless drones