The Paradox of the Iron Phoenix

The paradox of the iron phoenix and her intolerable treachery/ and wicked devastating pain her evil twin/ From afar I heard her unforgiving laughter of death/ toxic and hostile/ her battalion teaming/ wreaking havoc and mayhem from one universe to another/ immortal souls screaming in her chambers as hot as plasma/ their eyes gouged from their skulls like lifeless metal/ their carcasses scraped and recycled as precious iron/ The density of their love and good intent filled the biosphere with light/ bursting through the seams and tracing jagged lines and casting vast shadows on the liquid glassy iron floors of hell/ This earth shattering super nova spawned reflective eerie crystalites that simulate and mirror the souls of those who've escaped her clenched claws of forged death/ her vast and fluid hatred/ her twinkling clouds of sulfuric acid rain on her bare naked face/ To gaze into her colossal eyes is like unleashing a levy of battery acid onto your bare flesh/ the tinge of singed flesh fills the night air/ and someone somewhere else lives to see another day...