Resurrected.... 
Awakened to an earth unrecognizable and ruined
Emerging from the fractured chambers of surrealism 
Searchlights cast beams into a blackened cityscape 
Through skyscrapers thrown down the horrors stalk 
This is the God deconstruction field
Where scorched planets floating aimlessly 
Are more insignificant than dust motes
Orbiting my baleful outstretched fist
Exacerbated madness of the chaotic abyss
Beneath continent-sized slabs of sentient machinery 
Smoke-veiled mechanized Charcaroth 
Rears it's clustered jaws 
I stare at your feeble world from the far side of the apocalypse
Chaos fathered me now I guide it into your world 
Post-human abominations bow jerkily to my broken idol 
To the thunderous violating song of the inverse stars
The stench grows more appalling as they draw near
Dragging their festering, bloated carcasses with spindly arms
Chittering incessantly from their many mouths 
Eyeless, pulsating vermin dripping their filth into foul waters
A universe anathema to passivity and warmth 
Stretches creeping metallic tendrils to strangle time 
A malignant alien aeon eating it's way towards you
Eternal pounding and joyless disarray
I died an iconoclast in chains and woke as a lifeless god 
Stillborn apotheosis to rule over war-torn ruination
Misanthropic dawn
My time...my reign...my tyranny!                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem