Tomb Mold
Merciless Watcher
The blood moon hangs low and hidden
A slow devouring
Grey skies to black
Shambles of desolate towns
Barren villages
Winged abnormalities patrol and pass over
Collecting any scraps of life to be had
With passage to another dimension came
A grand scale death sentence
The portal, twisting and swirling
Led to a realm
Groundless
Cold
Furious winds
Boundless blackness glittered with gold
Silhouettes of soaring monoliths
The dying sucked through
Adrift
Insignificant
To pass through the gills
Motionless
A hunger never satiated
Earthly flesh is far from sacred