The demon, harlot, and the poor.
Thinking it’s been too long.
Where have you been?
Crawling out of the corridors,
and beneath the floorboards.
I think it’s been too long.
Where did we go wrong?
I can feel the sun.
I think you’ve been gone too long,
with the wars that we fought.
It needs to be creeping.
The demon, harlot, and the poor.
Right on cue.
Creaking with every step.
I feel the floor falling beneath me.
I can hear them whimper, and smell.
There’s a cure to the madness,
but it doesn’t come cheap.
They are coming.
Drastically speaking,
we have it all wrong.
Those who inherit the Earth,
will be long gone.
That’s when they crawl,
from the deepest of cracks.
And take their land back.
The demon, harlot, and the poor.
Think it’s been too long.
Been the scourge of existence.
It’s time to take it back.
