Formless fingers, dark as the reaper’s shroud,
Strangle the sun.
Gasp by gasp the killer chills
With ever more rapid breaths,
Breaths which come deeper and more crazed
Until the deed is done.
Revelations of the monstrosity manifest more madness,
Chaotic tears fall, propelled by ghoulish wails of despair and regret,
Drowning all below.
Take pity upon they who cower from such calamity,
Who sail perilously upon these seas,
Who look fearfully upon these skies,
Take pity upon they who are caught in a storm.