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The servant of the higher power is summoned

By the emptiness of the lost souls

With wings extended it sweeps across the land

Looking for its helpless victims

The young and old are its prey

The ones not strong enough to survive

With blood dripping from its talons

And flesh between its fingers

It feasts upon human prey

Fetuses decorated with blood

Wombs torn from their mothers

The beast has no feelings, it sees no remorse

And pities the hopeless

Its meal is vast and plentiful

For there are many to feed upon

You see, there are too many

Who have no need to live

And something has to clean it up

It comes with no warning and takes what is his

The old try to find their way through god

Yet they are following a lost cause

You see, in this world he is god

No god can save you from him

The beast was called by your so called god

To clean up what has been

Destroyed by the race that inhabits this planet

The beast is full and the weak are scattered

Among the litter and trash