I have watched you rot in daylight,
Smiling with blood on your hands.
I have seen your empires built from teeth,
Your banners stitched from the dead.
I gave you breath, and you used it to curse.
I gave you mercy, and you spat it back.
I gave you the earth, and you tore it open
To feed your hunger, to feed your lack.
Now the sky is a wound that will not close.
Now the sun is a coal in a blackened fist.
Now the seas rise up like a verdict
And the mountains split at the wrist.
The angels stand with their faces hidden.
Archangel Michael standing at his now command.
The trumpets scream through the marrow of night.
The seals are broken. The pit is open.
The world is choking on its own blight.
Enough of the slaughter.
Enough of the lies.
Enough of the children
With ash in their eyes.
Enough of the kings
Who kneel to nothing
But gold and ruin
And the hunger of power.
I have seen the graves you made in secret.
I have heard the names you buried alive.
I have counted every scream you swallowed,
Every soul you crushed to survive.
There is no mercy left for the proud.
No shelter left in the bones of stone.
No hiding place in the smoke of nations.
No throne left standing. No flesh left whole.
I am the end of the blade you sharpened.
I am the fire you taught to hate.
I am the hand that closes the book
And the mouth of the grave that will not wait.
So come, if you can, through ash and ruin.
Come, if you dare, through blood and flame.
But know this: I have had enough of man—
And the dark will answer in My name