Ascending the Spectral Throne - Condemned

Rising, reaching skyward, beneath a blinding sun

As if in effort to extinguish the last bit of light it casts

Spiraling serpentine, insectoid, seemingly alive

Grown from the very terra upon which it sits

Towering, foreboding

Monolithic, obeliskoid

Over a ruinous landscape of death

Stained dark with stale blood

A charnel masterpiece, this shrine of self destruction

Misery

Observant to this funeral march to oblivion

Preordained extinction

Bear witness to the calamity I have wrought

Prurient, perverse my desire for chaos

Roiling, churning from this nexus of disorder

This seat of entropy from which I reign

Absolute supremacy

The warfare below radiating outward

Spokes of a chaos wheel

Turning onwards to extinction

Rapidly approaching finality