Avenger of the Deceived

Dark brambles fill up the desolated valley The skies are all crowded with threatening clouds A deafening rumble resounds all suddenly The ground goes up in blocks as the noise gets so loud Dust and thorns, quake and storm, expect resurrection There he awakes Confused and numb Avenger of the deceived He's unaware In fear and stunned Of why he was conceived No distinct face Only a skull Scary vision in the sky Strange silhouette levitating in the air Lit up then obscured by a tenebrous sign Some crooked creature, witness, can't help but to stare At this surreal scene of elements intertwined All at once floating rocks fall back down at his feet There he awakes Confused and numb Avenger of the deceived He's unaware In fear and stunned Of why he was conceived No distinct face Only a skull Scary vision in the sky Can't describe what is happening, words fail the enthralled mind Summoned from somewhere beneath earth, worlds away from our kind Emanating blazing light, there comes the clueless bringer of fate Floating up high Rising when he should have died Incomplete hence buried alive Born again in the dark of night It's over now Quiet is back all around Uncanny being with its destiny yet to be found And no clue where to start Dazed and torn between fright and fascination The scrook greets the unexpected presence An unexplainable intuition This might make some sense