Digital Reaper from Ageless Violence by Glorious Depravity

Cold-eyed false god hidden in the sky
Enthroned by the machinations of wicked men
Without pity or remorse, I
Smite the defiant with a fell hand

In the service of the faraway masters
Unleashing munitions, reducing to giblets
Those unfortunate souls that my sensors discern
In the distances below
I spare no life: man, woman, or child
The heavens shall disgorge their hellfire

Murder indiscriminate
The bereaved, in impotent tears
Shake their fists at the firmament

Slain by the digital reaper
Digital reaper, icy dispenser of savagery
Patient point of the imperial spear
The reaper takes no pleasure in butchery
I await, bladelike, austere

Thrall-minded devastator, civilian depopulator
I inflict callous judgment
With perfect efficiency, perfect impunity
I render them disincarnate
No justice, just a blast radius

Not for me to make reply
Not for me to reason why
‘Tis for me to do,
And for them to die

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