Pinnacle: Hail The End

Hatred and destruction: the fists of revelation

Singular vision of escaping human misery

Wanton self-evolution, combined with indescribable power

The planet once of millions upon billions is reduced to cosmic dust.

The hands of a man made that world

The will of a man unmade that world

The wisp of a hand, all it took

Unlocking the door to immortality amongst dimensions

Ruthless world laid to eternal sleep

For a second, the crying of sheep

For a second, a voice from the deep

And then silence.

Vacuum of vapor, the only clue of a tomb

Fortunate enough to have been ripped from the womb

Such was the climax, humanity's final doom

Oh, the sweet silence

Hail the end

Stubborn to the end, some Germans made it out

A new world to take - Thy Kromna 24

Repopulate they will; purify; baptism of fire!

The hands of man build a new world

The minds of mankind empower their will

Destruction/Creation: identical over time

That's the true nature of immortality amongst dimensions