As quiet times end
The disaster begins
The monster enraged
For the lack of control
We wait as for the thunder after the flash
For the crash
Time times will change
The planet rearranged
For spite all we know must end
For the loss of one friend
In its eyes no trifle matter this be
For small things it never sees
All it knows is its will
The carnage after its thrill
Nothing should be so bold
As to break the monsters hold
Its word is law
All else is flawed
When the world can not be straight
All must be castrate
So off with their heads
Till all of them are dead
Then start again
From nothing
dave