death by my hands

It the dance of the dead killing what might have been
I bring with me evolution’s end as I watch my mother
death as I throw her into obscurity as I set the fire
never have felt so free as I am blistering her flesh
terminate her soul as she has nothing lift to kill
I bring my deadly mutilation breathing nevermore as
I pass on my Agitation for all to suffer as I give all human
Race Termination as I pass out there Expiration with Cancellation
So I can stand back and watch my work on their Smoldering decay
When all around there Population laid to waste Darkening in vain
Decadence remains by my hands