Dominion - ARDRA

Oh the horror, the terror in their eyes

That winked with a silver-like shine

As the souls left with a last breath

From their worthless lives

Cast down to a hell in my own vision

Onward where with most delight

I shall have dominion

Soaked in the colors of mutilation

Painted with vile instruments

Through the artworks of human extermination

Blood flowers from the flesh so frail

I craft a beauty that lies beyond the pale

Sculpted shrines of bodily dismemberment

Born of tranquil dementia

A creation crafted from decimation

The monument to Man’s compassion

Forever scarred the face of creation

Soon my children will die without a fear of dying

I shall have dominion