Halford

Hell brawl, a landscape of the bones
Still filled with no remorse
Such pickings for the crow
Who dances on a throne?
The mover
Let perish be the world
The culling of the heard
And end is what we seek
Suspended disbelief
Abominations grief
The sea of evolution
Our world of destitution
No light, no air, no light, no air, no exit
Excruciating pain
Demoralized again
The wrecking has begun
The sickening undone