Thorns In The Planet's Side (Craft)

I am a destroyer, a channel of satanic wrath. My brothers are me, and I am them. I stick thorns in the planet's side. Planet of pestilence, refuge for the weak. Kneel before satanic might! With dishonor - there is only one way out. Why do you take pride in being the dirt on the face of a planet Which is a dirty rock in a filthy universe? It makes no fucking sense. God of banality: YHVH; refuge for the needy. Even he trembles when facing Him: God of genius, of destiny and might. I'll go past the light and all the lies! I hate the unsightliness of creation. I'll go to his kingdom, and I'll bring back the keys.