Tyrannus - The Flood

Swallowed whole
By the beast
We're the feast

Thousand years
We must pay
We must stay

Flooding from above
Beings from other worlds
Stolen from their lives
To feed one parasite
Slowly fed, nothing left
Robbed of their fate
From this I must escape

In the dark
I slash blind
Cut inside

The stench, so pungent
I retch, still lurching
Gagging on the fumes
Searching for a light
Hacking with my blade
The wound makes my way

Tumbling, white hot fire
Acid, scorching pain
I am out at a price
My world, my life, gone
The fiend lives, unscathed
Feeding, ravenous
I will be back
And it will die

With one or ten thousand, many
This monster will be buried