Bake-Kujira

Gazing at the blue horizon,
peering through the looking glass,
spotted these mountain like creatures,
emerging for a fresh breath
None will savor the victory and tomorrow,
none will ever see the sun,
nor reach the horizon
Death crosses the paths
of the man and ships,
slowly shedding,
between yourself and the sea,
say goodbye to this life,
for the next awaits you,
you were the predator
and now you’ve become the prey
Cornered and slaughtered,
harpooned and gutted,
entangled by nets there is nowhere to go,
spewing the skies of crimson red
Followed by a trail of death and gore,
poisoning the waters heading back home,
feast on the flesh of this fierce creature,
revenge still awaits
Bake-Kujira
Beast of the Nether
Rivers of death pollute the land and the harvest,
houses of fire, perish your loved and kin
Gliding carelessly through the ripples of blue,
not guts nor soul,
sickening birds surrounding his presence
Coming to haunt you
Bake-Kujira.