the cloud of abyss

The Cloud of Abyss It was a perfect day, cobalt sky and azure, glittering sea when the stygian clouds from the east came the lord of war had spat phlegm, spraying us with horror Inside this monstrosity, body parts, the headless were flying by, the noise was unearthly, and my little dog sought shelter under my coat I had bought in Hamburg When the clouds had passed, I saw a landscape devastated as Ypres in the great war, where millions had died for nothing My dog was limp and had stopped breathing, I blew her, back to life and it the terrible thunder of the sky we heard nothing, not even the stillness The master of war visited us, the peace we enjoyed had lasted too long, it was time for bloodletting the revenge of Sandwellers