Evil confinded
To anomaly
The adversay

Warfare is beyond Hell
Yet the dark and majestic
Ideals and works are deprived
From the lens upon the Earth
 In metamorphosis

(First, let us Darken Extropy)
Establish the Dark Kingdon
Give voice to the Morningstar
Let vision evil give form
To an alternate form of
 Abode to reside

Bring alive the nightscape
Bring fuliginous shroud
To the dreamscape

Inseminate the virgin earth
With works of the truly bold
Citadels of obsidian rise up
Overseeing the blooddrenched
 Reality

The new Evil must have a sound foundation
Upon which to thrive beyond mere
Survival - free of their ways
 
I posit that we desire
Realms of our own where
 Darkness reigns

Giving breath to true freedom
Liberated of being the wicked
 Hunted cliche
 
I witness the great works of the righteous
Yet I wish to be something more
Someone... Darker

Darkness manifests in truth at last