metaphor

 
I'll come for you when the sun is in its dying time
you shall not detect my presence when I attack
you've tested a sleeping dragon past its point of patience

with a large arc of leveling
I will come at your sanity
you'll seek a place of hiding for your shame
there will be none to find

as all your henchmen fall away
mere scabs covering a sore
with a flare of light I will stop the ooze

with a finality you shall see my face no more
you will seek me in your depravity
with your minds eye you will seek
I will veil my face no more from the peoples
they'll know me and I am them

there will be no songs of infamy
you shall be forever erased