This metamorphic code
So articulated
It will conquer all
Progressing indignation
I could not fathom
The speculation for destruction
For destruction
The facilities that our planet thrives on
Are coming to a halt
Recessive microcosm
Climate will change
A barren wasteland of extinction
The atmosphere will abandon us
And we will be smited convolutedly
With perceived hell
Creation of unlife will soon begin
The screams will soon echo
Throughout the skies
And store itself in my memories