Standing on the highest peak,
Gazing over the shadowed city,
From here it looks so frail and weak,
The fires rage, I feel no pity.

The sky is heavy, thick and black,
Thunder bellows its ominous laugh,
As explosions echo, the heavens crack,
I leave destruction in my path.

Shiva

Alarms sound and cars crash,
People running for their lives,
Lighting strikes with a strobe-like flash,
I’ll be surprised if anyone survives.

Shiva

The last of the buildings collapse to dust,
Icy rain falls from the skies,
The time has come to do what I must,
I wipe no tears from my eyes.

Shiva

Turning my back on the wretched sight,
I block my ears to the terrified screams,
And as I walk away from the light,
A skyscraper, in the distance, gleams.