A Phenomenons Rage - The Burden

Deep in the night beyond the stars and the moons

Last the darkest stars in where the evil looms

A globe engulfed in white by many meters snow

Therein lies the doom that lies dormant deep below

A phenomenon's rage – the burden

A shivering quake that shake the surface of this globe

Magma cracks the earth in bursts of misanthrope

Shingle falls from these vast pinnacles of fate

The core of this world implodes at the malice here awake

The sky as clear and clean as the waters of a pond

Planet earth unaware of the end so close to come

The eagles flying high in the first hours of the sun

The time never told what was to be undone

Burdens stir the reddish sky and specters weep

In tears for festering despondency

Rain and blood decant in a concoction of

Cruelty from the fallen heavens

A creepy wind from a gulf beneath the soil

A scream in fear from where last humans boil

The sky and earth in mutual descent

Dead angels walk our world to see the last extent

The beast that sleeps, before the fire gale

The burden