Grind peace

Telltale gleam reveals the presence of the crusher
It tries to warn the alive of danger
They senselessly stroll around & get in the way,
Unsuspecting of what can happen the next second

He finishes off everyone who comes across,
Never paying a glance at the face of the victim
Leaving a bloody trace, the crusher goes
Round the planet

A faintest resistance in a moment - panic,
A try to fight a minute later - slaughter...
Nothing can withstand,
All will be buried in tons of dust & ashes
And turn into lifeless desert.
Grind peace