Desolating Sacrilege

Bright night sky, light of the world
The beauty of your majesty
Is your light, a reflection of your creativity?
Revelations shout, your magnificence
False religions hath come forth
And praised your mysterious and wondrous ways
Ominous clouds rolled in, as moonlight fled the skies
A blood red omen, the roar of the trumpets sounded
As the lion devoured the lamb,
The earth shall tremble, as your name is spoken
The locusts shall devour flesh
As we repent
The heavens shall burst
Come forth with the torch
A burning sphere of agony
The seas will dry up
And the dragon will come
The mark of the beast shall appear
A trumpet will sound
With a glorious might
The cloud shall form
Of billowing smoke
From the lake of fire
A sulfuric design
Meant for mankind's demise
As our flesh ripped from bone
We saw what we'd done
To deserve this fate
Our Hell awaits

How does one man chase a thousand?
Outer darkness transmuted to inner light
Soul scorching litany and contempt
Wherewith the Cup of Wrath shall be poured out one last time