Paradigms Warped

To amend any treasons of the truth

Or of the soul

We the gods of all things share witness

So be it the law

That any being beneath our skies shall

Know our mercy when it is earned

And shall know the wrath of the gods

When it is deserved

Now we decide

These feeble yet volatile human beings have menaced

Beyond what is acceptable

Their yearning to self consume in misery

Has made them every bit expendable

Their reasoning brings questions of their

Understanding, their truth is anything

But logical and I suspect that the facts

Will show beyond a doubt, the evidence is clear to see

I share your hatred and I share in your disgust

I second the motion, beyond a doubt, they are expendable to us

Release all demons of the underworld, release the wrath of all our kin

Release the demons beneath the soil, let this cleansing now begin

Now come our fury upon this world

Now come to bring upon them endless night

Resolve this land of these succubi

These humans, this burden