Bring Her A Mushroom Cloud Pt. 01

Bring her a mushroom cloud to garnish the skylines today 
Bring her opulent orange and cringing, beautiful white bellows 
Give her the gift of eradication, the gift of cleansing 
No screams or sounds, 
only the resonation of relief colliding with horror 
Trepidation blanketed with the reverberation of godlike slaughter 
Tumor mankind 
Dug from the roots and burned from the marrow outward 
Falling forward into complete regeneration