Nihilist

we are the legion

our reign has begun

the meteors are rising

swarming over the bridge

the stars trailing their spiral

flames engulfing the debris

the souls of false royalty

calling in terror

with the roars of their castles

the thrones within

charred and divided

the glass turned crimson

the smoke has abandoned the streets

the war is no longer ours

the people now have the truth

the eyes no longer

watching their sins

the actions of the innocent

freed from the crimson chains

circled by lurking predators

of maniacal dominion

we've painted this nation

to match the virus we created

the white of fallen stars

to rain with ember and ink

the colors of society

duplicated from our screens

the secrets of a company

built to kidnap children

exposed and vulnerable

the balance shifted

the malice finding a new home

and losing what they fought for

the innocence in peace

as they adapt

into predators themselves

rebuilding the world

they bled to decay

awaiting the moment

when the meteors we sent

the inevitable cycle

the seed of power

decimating the roots of man

we aren't changing a thing

are we?

time still has us

spiraling in its grasp

swirling worlds in its palms

we're feeding the animal

the celestial beast of the forest

watching our efforts in pity

knowing that this means nothing

when time has control

our orbit never ceasing

the universe without mercy

as the scythe follows close behind

the calls within the forest

will never make a single sound

when they reach to the void above

hoping for a constellation

to hear their pleas

my forest isn't covered in leaves

shadowed by branches and blood

but lit by the dust of galaxies

the planets blanketing the soil

the stars as obedient fireflies

and the void covering the edges

of my conscious