Cold

Desolate distress call brings me to a cold dark place
Where man has morphed into necrotic beasts
Plagued by murder and suicide, it was assured that all would die

They crawled through every crevice, every vent, waited behind every corner

Relentlessly pursuing any signs of human life
Decapitated, mangled, scorched and lacerated, nothing would halt their terror but precise severing limb by bloody limb

Origins date to a perilous time when all resources had been purged from the earth
Into the void of dead space we found vitality, sustainable by raping the cosmos of all we need

Driven by the unknown hand of the devil, we sought duplication of our divine marker
Seeping into every piece of cerebral mass, it
Manipulated reality with piercing voices and vivid hallucinations, compelling all to carry out its will

Believing in the word of god we sacrificed our bodies to mass distortion and mutilation

A horrific necrotic nightmare followed with complete devastation