Ancient raze they came and sang
the choir of 536
Most deities used perfect pitch
Except one nameless tongue
Slightly out of harmony
Is what spared the cold world
A supernova in E minor
A black hole in G
The great event is upon us now
The obscure voice is in key
A sonata so leery serene
Shall sanitize the crowd
Make haste with your divinity
And Lay waste to the dire land
The gama Rays from a strum
Gravity shaking the strings