Slammed into Nonexistence

What if there was a sound so brutal atoms would scatter and never be found?
Matter torn asunder by colossal waves of distortion
Infants dying, women crying as uterine walls collapse
Limbs exploding, retinas bursting, ear drums tearing, hearts convulsing
Deadly frequencies of pain and torment
I lead the charge our hooves continue to march on
Death
Bloodlust
Hatred
Revenge
Bleats of insatiable bloodthirst to see mankind mangled
Those left in agony are trampled to death
As we walk towards Ovis Aris' holy ground
Kill
Buildings crumble as concrete rupturs
Children and civilians are crushed to death
As we bathe in the blood my wool is stained red
The world plunged in utter chaos by the sound which brings ruin
Carnage and destruction brings him great pleasure
As the shepherd I guide my flock to glory
Banners of madness bear unholy crests
Horns, fleece, blood drenched teeth
The very sight of the herd brings dread for they know to soon meet a violent end
This day is marked as the one where wretched vibrations brought to the end of
all life
Cognitive functions fail and dissipate
Broken minds make a great sacrifice
Enslave the weakened bleeding survivors
Ovis Aries' domain has opened forever
This sound has altered all our minds
We no longer care for human life
It is your kind we despise — made up of wolves, cowards, and lies
To be the bringer of the end — your life we must expend
It is your existence we seek — worthless, meek, full of deceit
Feel your rib cage shatter — for Ovis Aries your blood is splattered
With joy we blast the glorious sound of triumph — to pound the flesh and rend
your carcass
Writhing on the ground in agony
Begging to be put to death by slam
Breathing passages collapsing
Realize while you’re choking that you’re dead
Humankind had this coming now let’s see who will herd who
Slammed into non-existence
Atoms deconstructed
Arteries erupted
Slamming into non-existence