RedRavenPoems

Water writhing like serpents here, as the was draw ever near. Twisting, hissing, bubbling, no longer clear. As the waves climb we feel fear.

A roaring rush is all we heard, as the waters heave and rise again. When will it stop, when will it end.

Growing shapes beneath the waves, creatures from the darkest caves. They roll forth, rant and rave. As our destruction the do crave.

The tides roll on, and wash away. All the structures that held them at bay. Cities crumble, turn to dust. As they chant for us.

You broke the world, you broke our home. So now we shall destroy your own. Tear it apart, send you into the dark.

The deep waters when in dwell hungry sharks.

Tenticles wrap around high building. Break them apart like simple kindling. Crushing them in their monolithic grasp, knowing our doom has come at last.

We beg, we plead for our very lives. Try to save our sorry hides. But it’s too late, the die is cast. The creatures of the deep have come at last.

Like a bloody boil wave they creep. Our souls they crave, and they will reap