Eighteen Hundred

Ominous black clouds are forming
Not of the sky, exhaled from the deep
Shrouding vision of the fire raging within
Lost in a sea of darkness
Seeping into every pore
Breathe it in, this noxious bereavement

Ash and smoke consuming from the inside out
Piercing through the black
Brimstone is raining
Searing flesh, crushing bone
Buildings tremble then topple
As the ascent once laid dormant
Now shows its true face again

From the depths of the darkest reaches of the sea
A promise of subversion that will crash ferociously
Impending ruination
Approach brings increasing immensity
Clouds of black, waves of white
Compounding as one hellish plight

The tremors have spoken
The heat has engraved
The memory of existence
Swept away by the unyielding

This darkness will not fade
The sun will not share its light again
The true nemesis revealed
Corruption of oneself will consume