The sky overturned, Earth wallowed in pain,
The Divine trembled as He drew near.
All sought escape, yet few truly fled,
His steps birthed life, then turned it to dread.
In terror, the Divine stole an eye from the World,
To shield from His wrath, their refuge unfurled.
He was barred from the Gates, cast from their sight,
And Life returned, cloaked in that blasphemous light.
But deep in their hearts, a fear they did keep—
One day, He would breach, rousing them from sleep.
When that day comes, may the Ignorant not see,
For even Gods tremble where He may be.
May all forget that dreaded name,
Buried in Ash, untouched by Sin.
May no lips ever dare to claim-
The Sovereign's Name.