He and his old gnarled hands Nobody knows what he actually thinks Sitting on his throne of stars and contempt Wondering about the quintessence between worlds Staring at the hammer in his fist... Here now is the culmination of all life and worlds All voids meet at the old mans call Drawn to be consumed in the eternal galactic fire The divine ones shift in their waiting Planets destroy planets as the ether extinguishes all But the old one knows the fate of all And smiles to himself as he raises the hammer
hammer, planet, extinguishes, old, gnarled