Manifestation of the Storm Detonation
Abandonment, renunciation, nuclear abrasion
Maximum reality, ultimate reality
What do you long for, Doomsday or Alienation?

The first and the last of global warnings,
as in withered ill-willed spirit
Psychic dweller,
fearing the lies that surround you like a mental grip

Aborticide as altruistic moral
Backflashes from a past that once was,
memories from another day
A depleted human race
An echo that reflects and consolidates the super-humaneous will
Will to Power,
Call to Power

Utopian abattoir, a derisive reality
Clouds, embracing the highland of earth,
as shadows from another time,
predicting the depredations of Terra Mater

Tell the tale of a grand magnificent new world
Tell the tale of a thousand years
Tell the tale of the Storm Detonation,
manifested in every fatalistic soul,
asking if you want Doomsday or Alienation