This Ending

Fanatics, Zealots
The mad posseses virtue in their blindness
Fear, submission
Pawns move in will of their master
Hatred, revenge
Poison in their hearts commanding
Black minds, dark deeds
The end justifies their vile act
Gaze upon the immolation
Seeds set, minds bent
And let the world burn
Gaze upon the immolation
Slaves to allconsuming rage
And let the world burn
Corruption, destruction
The blind horde devours itself
Devotion, dementia
The end comes and they ask why