killer of the deep, wrapped in a fluid filled coma.
why are you pulsing through the city.
you're rupturing the surrounding town.
small men on horses run ramped through the town
suicide red bombers, pow pow.
smoke clears, gone. empty. broken.
now look what you've done, you killer of the deep.
shredded open, leaking red ooze. pumping fast.
send the troops, large giants approach.
head for the hills.
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