Battered souls

under the ghastly paleness of twilight we roam
merciless we grimly metre out fear
ripping asunder the fabric of a time that was
never to be swayed by human hands

we soar above your mass
unbeknownst to you we thrive in sin
from our plateaus of awareness we are
a superior thorn in your side

predators supreme we eradicate
your sickening ethereal temples
pummeling your faith until it shatters at last
forever yielding in to decrepitude

down the untrodden path you shun
we scorn your ways

revengeful and sovereign we gather
for we are the mallet that will come
down crashing your pearly gates

when battered and besieged
your fortresses of light will fall
from recesses of damnation
we will ascend to rend your soul