I am the thing that you cannot contain
Born from your fire, born from your pain
I’m an eternal smashing machine
Power unhinged on the verge of obscene
I hold doom in my hands and hate in my heart
Destruction to me is a work of sheer art
You try to deny me, yet always you fail
You try to expel me ‘neath moonlight so pale
Incantations abundant oh, how you try
Wailing and begging to your gods in the sky
But the gods do not listen, for they know it is true
The one reason I live, it lies solely with you
Your thefts and your murders, your rapes and your wars
You are the reason I’ve opened Hell’s doors
And the doors remain open, for you fools never learn
It is due to your folly that I watch your world burn
© The Beginning At Last
The Beginning At Last 
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