Happy Consumption day - A Niddish holiday poem.
Dec 23, 2014 7:50:14 GMT
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Post by Remalis on Dec 23, 2014 7:50:14 GMT
T'was the night before Consumption day and all through the land,
All the prey forms were stirring
And they seemed really mad.
For Leviathan had come, bringing all forms of beast. To this planet they gathered, and prepared for the feast.
From the sky it rained spores
And pods crashed to the earth.
From deep with inside them, monstrosities were birthed.
Come Fexen, come Tyrant, come Gargoyle, Come Crone.
Come Gaunt and come Heirophant
Sorry Malceptor - you're all alone.
They gibbered and wailed, this prey-food, it fought.
But its stingers and fire and hard shells - for naught.
Then came the rippers, as numerous as sand. The atmosphere syphoned, silenced prey's final stand.
An end to all suffering.
An end to all strife.
Happy consumption day to all hive forms,
and to digestion pools...all life.
All the prey forms were stirring
And they seemed really mad.
For Leviathan had come, bringing all forms of beast. To this planet they gathered, and prepared for the feast.
From the sky it rained spores
And pods crashed to the earth.
From deep with inside them, monstrosities were birthed.
Come Fexen, come Tyrant, come Gargoyle, Come Crone.
Come Gaunt and come Heirophant
Sorry Malceptor - you're all alone.
They gibbered and wailed, this prey-food, it fought.
But its stingers and fire and hard shells - for naught.
Then came the rippers, as numerous as sand. The atmosphere syphoned, silenced prey's final stand.
An end to all suffering.
An end to all strife.
Happy consumption day to all hive forms,
and to digestion pools...all life.
The Grinch stole my copy of Shield of Baal : Leviathan. Ah well, digital is cheaper.
