Inhuman Harvest

Rising to my feet, gazing at my surroundings
Metal spires rising against a dark, obscure horizon
An agonizing sensation in my head
And screaming in the distance

This must be a dream
This must be a dream

Entrails merged with the sludge surrounding me
A sudden jolt of pain, and I am descending
Into the endless mass of suffering

Collapsed in the mire
There is a figure running towards me
Pointlessly pleading for help
A foreign construct chasing them through this grim sea
Unable to move
Terror overwhelming my body
I have to run
Escape this insanity

Breaking free from this debilitating influence
The noise inside my skull subsiding for a moment
Finally finding the strength to stand
Adrenaline coursing through my veins

Fleeing this nightmarish circumstance
I turn over my shoulder
A shriek so horrifying accompanies
What I now witness

Impaled by metal extremities
A lacerated body

Lifted above the ground
Before being severed systematically

Fuck

I know what is coming
That very being rushing towards me
Pointlessly praying for help
A foreign construct chasing me throughout this hell
Now unable to move
It has mutilated my body
I close my eyes
And breathe once more



Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Alex Gardner, Wretched Tongues
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