The Wake

I reject the world around me

I decline this domain

I resign the mankind

With a misanthropic vein

I forsee the flames of the end

Ablazed on fire, ashes of the wake to come

Will soon blacken the sun above

This deathlike silence

Is the faint voice of defiance

Horde of the half-hearted fighters

Warriors feeble and frail

Legions that once stood proud

In front of the enemy

In battlefields of devastation

Now stand in line

For annihilation

Believe in my chosen isolation

My world of solitude is god forsaken