The Crawling Chaos

Superior form of life

An ancient horrible god

Black of skin, dark as night

Hoofed feet, possessing all sight

Physical form horrid yet beautiful

Lidless, eyeless, seeing all as his prize

Crawling, reaching, claiming, devouring

Bending the minds of the sheep to his will

Setting fire to worlds

The crawling chaos commands me

Watching the void with perpetual jealousy

He seeks to end the slumber of the sleeping one

To kill a god one must be a god

The cosmic repercussion is apocalyptic nightmare

Feeding on the biological sludge

Leaving the fertile planet sterile

His reach goes farther and he ascends

The crawling chaos commands me