The Creature



The sound of your own muffled breath

Over muffled voices

As you pursue your ancient prey

This injured yet insatiable beast

This destroyer of worlds

It's only purpose, to swallow you up

Raging over you, this colourful tyrant

Under It's assassins cloak

Behind its veil of secret death

Waiting for your mistake

Your gift to the enemy's of your ancestors 

And when it comes

When air and uncooled gases collide 

Your reward like no other gift from the Gods

Unequalled in ferocity & hateful energy

Coming to you straight from the pits of Hell

To visit with you

To wrap itself around you

To take all that you are, in that one moment

Leaving your ashes to the wind

But not today

Today you will beat the Beast

You will push back with the strength of Hercules

You will bring your flood to its door

You will smash through those Doors of steel 

And walls of brick

Chasing away its last poisonous breath 

Releasing our Brothers & Sisters from its sinister grip

To once again watch the sunrise

And look upon our children 

As they quietly sleep, in blissful ignorance of our deadly dance

But never weaken, and always be aware

Because the Creature is patient

The Creature is relentless

And the Creature never forgives

And worse of all

the Creature is in us

 

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