Call of Typhon
My eyes are set in fury made by raging flame
Every god will tremble at the mention of my name
Time itself will fissure at the ripples of my veins
The planes of all creation will be shattered by my pain
The seas will spit out waves of incalculable height
The mountains will cough steaming blood to light up all the night
The faults of earth will ring so loud no city will still stand
Pillars made of granite I will turn into sand
The gods will cry for mercy as I shatter all their bones
The earth will be in darkness like none have ever known
Where existence used to be, there shall only be a hole
Filled with all my rage and all my conquered souls
poem by Scott Marek
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