The Harbingers of Death


Let the flowing wind drop dead in its flight,
let the sweet rivers turn stagnant and stale,
all around let a sheer darkness prevail,
for the harbingers of death have arrived,
riding on murky clouds of ash and dust
and as commander of the fleet stands Greed himself!
Weak life here shall perish without a fight,
it’s too old to look ahead any more.
With the burden of being over fertile
and the curse of having no foresight,
life here has almost bled itself too dry,
waiting in chaos for a pathetic submission.
Let the swirling world stop dead on its curved orbit in fear,
for the harbingers of death have finally arrived here!

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