The Beast


Doldrums bang on cryptic wires
Making me bleed
My ears bleed for months
Banging for a signal of war

The fires start in the pits
Of our fears and of our hatred
Our visions of murders and sins
Becoming viable from the flames

From the dark abyss rises the Beast
With stained claws and infernos for eyes
His roar deafens us all
And us all will be dead