Gift of Disintegration

I am complete, my racial design fulfilled
I am the creator of a legacy of genocide

Behold the scorched wasteland of earth
The darkest chapter of humanity
And the end of our endeavor

Behold the scorched wasteland of rejuvenation
A product of nature itself
Soaked by an acid rain
Feel the divine, a tingle in your spine
A darkness in your vision
Spreading through your mind
Succumb to the disintegration

The open gates of hell engulf the essence of human nature
Through time the ashes of the rotten flesh
Fertilize the new era

A new life, corrupted
And chosen to be reborn