Desolate Paradise
The worship of a false deity has reached its 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
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

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 its most elegant form

Break from the core
Shatter the crust
Claimed these souls as my mindless drones