Awakened by the thunder of this morning
I arose from restless sleep
Knowing, in Gregorian Time Calculation
That this is when it begins
6:03, The Sun is rising
An awkward and deathly smell surrounds
The girl must have died
She won’t be around to see my true purpose
This is my day
Cold air outside the lair
Blood caked to my face
The journey of fifteen miles shall begin
To one thousand Suns
By nightfall it will commence
And the Prophecy will thus be proven
As my feet become swollen,
My mind drifts into the Great Past’s knowledge
With the times as they are
The light must fade away
And a new era of darkness must arrive
The absence of a god, the black snow
And with the continual reports blaring
Like locusts, all swarm out, screeaming
My destiny lies before me: The City
Rebirth!
And with this wall of hate and fear unleashed, I will reign
I will strike and destroy who I can find that remains
The truth I seek has come to me in spades
“Have You weapons? No? Die!”
Vindication of my life, I feel no pain
I know no fear
No one has survived
This is my day.