Thursday, October 3, 2019

Empty Death

The Mother of Monsters
Spawns a Sea of Horrors
From factory or concentration camp
To work house and asylum
It knows it's own face
Mascara of false hope adorns it
Hungry for murder
It dines upon the world
Wretched Beast!
Dining upon the land

Where is the hope our ancestors promised?
The sanction of a great species, boundless and kind
I see no such creature
A beast of torment, pain, and cremation
Our fate's are all consigned to an empty Death

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