Sojourner Upon A Vast Auroral Plane

A slight mist dampens the air, upon their ancient planes

Here we wait in utter silence, hear their deafening screams

I remember when your winds blew strong

Now there is no more than the stale stench of life, awaiting

I look up into the sky, as the sun begins to rot before me

Still is the air, deafening are the screams, awaiting

I felt something, once your sun had become nothing

I felt a stirring deep within myself that i have never felt before

I am no more than a sojourner upon your plane

This is not my level of existence, though i have ascended

I have risen to that which only gods can achieve

And i have used my knowledge to erase existence

Your winds, still, your sun, rotten

The skeleton casts a shadow over the earth

Engulfing the planet in cold, black flames

Obscuring the earth in a sea of ebony

I have witnessed the holocaust of man, i am your maker

I am all that has caused the suffering, and torment

Perched atop the earth, laughing in the face of gods

I have destroyed your ultimate success, and i have conquered your throne

This is not my level of existence, though i have ascended

I waited for too long to taste the bitter revenge burning inside

This burden which has weighed me down, is no more

Destroyed, with your humanity, your ultimate success

And i laugh, you have failed, and now you have fallen

Weep at my feet, although there is no mercy for the week

The world now obscured in ebony, your lord, broken and weeping

I have destroyed the light, and in solitude i await the arrival