Great watching god above, far but brightening
Simply staring at the speck of sand spinning
Millions of years of treacherous masquerade
Knowing not that our sun is alien made
Light fades out, shiny gears and cogs spin
Hydraulic wings and arms, godlike mechanism
The dawn of a new day, the dusk of an old race
Turned to cosmic vapor, suspended in space
Traveling through galaxies, eating and feeding
Sentient misery fuels its merciless tempest
The once reliable protector, furnace and provider
Transform into a deadly weapon, the final decider
Through space, inhaling planets and moons
Self sustaining grand consumer shall leave no ruins
Traveling through galaxies, eating and feeding
Sentient misery fuels its merciless tempest
Furious tyrant, from exordium to extermination
Unstoppable havoc, toppling empires and creation
Beyond salvation, agonizing seconds are not heard
Over utterance of final thoughts 'I have conquered'
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