An apoplectic swarm descends
In the recesses of fear
Permeating powers in exile
Dismal fate awaits
Silently all crouched in dark
Praying that they're not found out
Tears flow, withered hope
Cataclysmic insurrection
Calculated decimation
Screams conform
As scourge adorns the skies
Wretched bodies lie
Where thrones did reside
Helpless: their forthcoming end
Shadows crossing in,
Piercing from within
Souls devouring themselves
Lucidly watching
Their end draw nigh
From the wounds they bare
Cut by their own lies
The forthcoming end
Of, their diseased souls
Bearing down
Upon these bleeding sheep
The forthcoming end
In fear without a single defense
The end of their life
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