Post bible
An obelisk of stone
Miles high
Heavy winds are thrown
Sweeping dust
Across the fields
Billions are disowned
A form of man
Atop the rock
Immortal and goddamned
Raising ghosts
Twisting time
All alone he stands
Blackened plains
Vanquished homes
Empty are the mains
Mutants burn
Mutants pillage
Survivors live in pain
Laughing for eternity
Above the wreck and rank
Head member of evil’s fraternity
Turning revelation’s crank
A beast of world renown
Prophet of death and woe
Giving himself the bloody crown
Of god’s victorious foe
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