Fire

The roar bellows in the deep

The drums of war rumble loud

hell spoken from the mouths of many

waves of blood felt in the vibrations

War is coming

march, feeting stomping

muddy rain, grimey walls

shining steel, armored plates

they come ever faster

sun never rising above the horizon

roaring from the deep

hands split apart

screaming to the sky

rage unbound

death unleashed.

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