Lorick #106:

An apocalypse rivalled by none.

If you're blackened or bleeding -- you're done.

It slew one in eight;

dirty death concentrate.

It's a scourge neither heard nor outrun.

But first, we solve #107 - here it is one last time:

A grim prison in enlightened times

and a site of rebellious crimes

I was stormed, I was vandled

was reduced and dismantled

From my fall rose a myth most sublime!