Far West Battlefront pale horse

Life has been your imprisonment
Death is the only release
Sunless worlds know all too well
The will of the purveyor of despair
The morose gods shan't intervene
To save what is already lost
There will be no warning
There will be no fucking time for you to run away
There will be no burial
No obituary
Dissipate and fate away
All life upon this forsaken world
Will witness the horror
Of kinetic bombardment
The cataclysm they face
There won't be a light
They will not mourn for you
Bestowed the cold hands of impunity
A supreme being
Divine retribution is descending upon me
So far gone
Repudiated entirely
You'll find forgiveness in death
But they will not mourn for you
I would let billions die
To rid this place of disease
I would let billions die
To rid this place of one infectious seed
You instead of me