From the Stars

The first body we found little more than A dried up husk it hadn't Been there for long it still had A full kit, ammo, rifle Half pack of cigarettes in the chest pocket No visible wounds His uniform was unfamiliar, not one Of ours like us, he had no flag on his Sleeve i stuffed the cigarettes Into my pocket and pulled it's Cap over it's face About as much ceremony as any of us deserved We got the signal to proceed and Made our way deeper into the Structure in the maze of hallways We found more bodies, desiccated No wounds all dead without firing a shot We had no idea what we were dealing with And we weren't the first to try I put my wristwatch to My ear to make sure it Was still ticking it's An old habit we hadn't been Told where we're going or Why we had no idea how big this thing was And we knew we weren't alone O' body heat, caress thy wicked sense Let man's image penetrate the clouding lens May we see an end to our gnawing frustration From the stars to the cradle of creation We started back tracking our way though The structure our pace steadily quickened Like we were being followed Our hurried footsteps echoed on the Metal walk ways we should Have been out of there in just a few minutes But instead we seemed to be going in circles I was breathing sharply, fighting Feelings of panic Trying to remember the way out That's when I felt it A penetrating cold in my chest i choked on My breath, unable to Move, suddenly paralyzed Held by some terrible force May the void bless this feast May the bounty never cease May the fluid ever flow May our young grow and grow We blessed few to become the crimson hue Shall make a paradise of this world anew The air filled with a plume of crimson a Network of veins took shape around me The scarlet fluid outlining a bloated Form floating in the air I could feel a cold gelatinous Digit probe the inside Of my mouth my eyes were locked open Enslaved to the horror unfolding before Me my blood curdled In it's gut and flared throughout it's tissue The tip of my finger brushed the hilt Of my knife rage boiled up From the depths of me and brought My last remaining strength with it I heard my watch tick i grit my teeth And lashed out with the blade Feel the spray from wound I had made Pushed the horror aside and rose to my feet I'm gonna take you with me! Others closed in with menacing glee Floating and bloated with eyes hungry I felt overwhelmed with the will to survive I roared like a lion and lunged with my knife Obedient ones to the old ones ways Drink to them to slow our prey To give us strength in the Face of leaded sting To the glorious hunt, may sustenance it bring