The primordial spew is frothing
Boling towards an outcome
To lunge itself into times spectrals
And travel to fester on future life
This horrendous being crawling
Slothing though the channels of time
Slowly creeping towards this place
To lay down and feed on humanity
A maw surrounded by tentacles
Epic in proportions to swallow all
To ingest and digest all living
To fester humanity until the end
Slow creeping tentacles
Clawing at your sanity's door
Like fingers inside your flesh
Ripping out your intestines