Prelude To Repulsion

Pressure on the inner walls of my brain grows heavier

I must alleviate the pain I feel for soon many will die as

They come before me with effortless attempts

The search for divine power beckons me

Victims of a torn society lay in waste

As I pick through the bloody carcasses

Dead bodies just seem to fall before me

Saving the most edible morsels the weak ones scatter

With bloody weapon in hand I tear through the limbs

Cries of anguish filter through the land echoing in the valley

Many have tried to come before me with effortless attempts

I sift my way through the fields of dead bodies

Stopping to take a trophy or two

The fields run deep and far for I have killed many

And I must travel far to reach my destination

My final resting place where I will be reborn

For now the air is still smell of dead bodies is ever so prevalent

I am the last and here I shall remain

The pain I have once felt is lifted from my being

Villages of useless waste a race witch does not deserve to live

I reek havoc amongst the children from a present with no future

For I am the strong and those who defy me lay in waste

The days of travel are long and the stench of

How many I have killed lingers on

I am tired and need rest

But the forces pulls me to my destination