shadow

when the people of the sky grow weary of our sickness
the sun will move
and the moon will burn
the oceans will grow angry
and their tides will swallow the land
and the sun will inch closer to us
our skin and eyes will melt before its countenance
and the earth will boil
and the mountain will break forth and spill their fire
and then the dust will cover the sky
and it will again grow cold
when the darkness comes
evil will find it's way through every crack
hungry men will ejaculate blood into virgins
and mother's tits will spill out blood rather than milk
and children cry with mouths full of their mother's death
we will be emptied
and all dark creatures will show themselves
and tear into each other and into us
we will take but never give
we will kill and be killed
our eyes will turn black
some saw this coming in visions or in
smaller premonition's of chaos
and left long before
the rules changed
and we became immortally bound to darkness
when hell rises up
and we will know our demons