It was a strange scary morning,

The atmosphere was red, like a match burning,

Clouds covered the whole sky and leaves shading,

Deserted cities and no birds singing,

Bewilder ness ran on everybody seeing,

People watched and listed to every changing.

Then as the wind blew away the dust,

There came a scream from the crust,

Blood from rivers flew down fast,

Breaking the bridges eaten by rust,

Sweeping lives from the first to the last,

While covering the lands for the past.

As the sun shone on to the earth,

It burnt everything that had breath,

Penetrating through the thickness of the cloth,

Blinding any living beneath,

Giving the sand power and strength,

To boil the mortals and their wealth.

The darkness was then filled with terror,

Screaming were heard like from a fierce opera,

The living died perfectly free of error,

Going insane dieing of the horror,

All the Kings and the Emperor,

Were tortured as their minor.

Behold then the earth’s floor gave birth,

Mother to the new beings ‘fathers of death‘,

Splitting fire ignited from their mouth,

Taking feast of any living being they find forth,

Accomplishers of their killing oath,

Made for punishment of the earth.

Up then arose all the dead from the ground,

Weeping, screaming and laughter were the sound,

There then rose a beast with fire on its hand,

 Sense was given to the dead, so pain they could find,

It ignited their bodies and their feet’s by the sand,

Freedom was given to all left behind.

Then there descended an army of immortal beings,

Up from above with colored metallic wings,

Trumpets were blown with their victorious song,

Beautiful song that made them strong,

Amongst them rose the wisest king,

Commander of the war against the beast’s being.

Destruction and failure faced the beasts,

The king crowned his beings as the best,

He declared a new land, a beautiful crest,

The beasts were burnt forever for their worst,

They were marked with a chatter on their chest,

Saying ‘BURN TO DUST, SNAKES OF THE PAST‘.