nResurrected…. nAwakened to an earth unrecognisable and ruined nEmerging from the fractured chambers of surrealism nSearchlights cast beams into a blackened cityscape nThrough skyscrapers thrown down the horrors stalk nnThis is the God deconstruction field nWhere scorched planets floating aimlessly nAre more insignificant than dust motes nOrbiting my baleful outstretched fist nExacerbated madness of the chaotic abyss nBeneath continent-sized slabs of sentient machinery nSmoke-veiled mechanised Charcaroth nRears its clustered jaws nnI stare at your feeble world from the far side of the apocalypse nChaos fathered me now I guide it into your world nPost-human abominations bow jerkily to my broken idol nTo the thunderous violating song of the inverse stars nnThe stench grows more appalling as they draw near nDragging their festering, bloated carcasses with spindly arms nChittering incessantly from their many mouths nEyeless, pulsating vermin dripping their filth into foul waters nnA universe anathema to passivity and warmth nStretches creeping metallic tendrils to strangle time nA malignant alien aeon eating its way towards you nEternal pounding and joyless disarray nnI died an iconoclast in chains and woke as a lifeless god nStillborn apotheosis to rule over war-torn ruination nMisanthropic dawn nMy time…my reign…my tyranny!n