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The beast was cast back
Into the bottomless pit
Those few who lived
Must bury the dead
And do it quick
What was vibrant life
Is now laid waste
Mountains of decay
Disposal demands haste  

No time to morn rotting flesh
Hurry, hungry vermin await
Before they begin feeding
Scavengers never say grace

No sweet song bird sings
No little child laughs
What was once blue sky
Is sulfur tinted sad

But respite will come
After the masses interred
And the great pyramids
Of pyres are burned

Exhausted they fell
And slept within
The glow of children
And other lost kin

Till dawn’s early roar
Proclaimed a storm
But the boiling clouds
Were not God’s form

No plague of petulance
Had the world ever seen
As these man-like
Arachnidan league winged  

Angry tiger faces
Upon exoskeletons
Scorpion tailed minions
They flew by the millions

With venomous tails
With excruciating sting
With sadistic glee  
They’d attack everything

Inflicting pain unendurable
Chronic, yet never fatal
To kill would be charitable
Tormenting was more enjoyable

They reveled in their evil
They’re sadism was insatiable

A woman cried out
“Pray we all to God in Heaven!”

A man mocks, “see before you!
Monsters of pain and suffering
There is no God or Heaven!”

In agony she replied with shrill
“Then why must we dwell”
With these demons from Hell?
Surely if there is a Satan
There must be a Savior!”

But there were no trumpets
That could be heard
Above the piercing shrieks
From the suffering tortured

The above poem was inspired by Behemoth’s song, Day of Suffering, and the book of Revelations.

"I will swarm against you now
Gods perverse
Wickeds at my side
 Behemoth's Day of Suffering

"7And the shapes of the locusts were like unto horses prepared unto battle; and on their heads were as it were crowns like gold, and their faces were as the faces of men. 8And they had hair as the hair of women, and their teeth were as the teeth of lions. 9And they had breastplates, as it were breastplates of iron; and the sound of their wings was as the sound of chariots of many horses running to battle. 10And they had tails like unto scorpions, and there were stings in their tails: and their power was to hurt men five months. 11And they had a king over them, which is the angel of the bottomless pit, whose name in the Hebrew tongue is Abaddon, but in the Greek tongue hath his name Apollyon." Revelations
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