Weapon of Primordial Chaos - Soijl

Out of the muzzle of the rifle I fled

in an explosion of fire and smoke

Blood gushed out from within the earth

when it’s artery I slowly embraced

A projectile from the deadly weapon

of primordial chaos I was

Now I lay dormant deep within the earth

and dominate from ocean-floor to summit

From primordial chaos to cosmos I rule

Navigator of the blue-green orb

In the open wounds of Mother Earth I sprinkle salt

I dwell where flowers wither and dies

Sulphur smoulders under my feet

for my steps are judgement day

Mangled beasts and broken roots

Flora and fauna I all dispatch

From runnels to oceans

in rapid streams I piss my poison

I take that which your gods gave

The passing of creation — my exploit

From primordial chaos to cosmos I rule

Navigator of the blue-green orb

In the open wounds of Mother Earth I sprinkle salt

I dwell where flowers wither and dies

I shatter the standards and burn down your flags

All of mankind will tremble on it’s knees

And as the smoke scatters the earth is no more

From the ashes a new world shall rise

I am infinite wisdom

I have travelled the earth both far and beyond

I am alchemy, atoms, matter and mind

I am the incitation to ruin

I have wandered the shores of existence

I have seen the balance of chaos

I am one with the sun’s iridescence

I have seen harmony go down the drain

I have witnessed the stars born and die

I’ve seen the coming of a blinded fraction

I can feel the light flicker in my eye

I am one with death’s attraction

The end is growing larger

The end is drawing nearer

The shores of existence

The balance of chaos