A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth.
Jormungandr (Systemic)
Rancid reek the layers of the ground up
Coiled menace
Shrieking mass, majority of venom
Its cannibalistic desires crushed beneath gravity
We were weighed by ancient animal gods
Found to be heavier than dark matter
Keep your head down
Keep your cool
Analyze me when my back is turned and be sure to gain a comprehension of every detail because
I’m part of those coils too
The World
Rotation and weight
Bringing us all to oneness
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