Conception

A perfect storm

Rages in the ocean spirals through a hole

Buried deep within the crust and the mantle

Resurfacing to the land of the unknown

As time ticks away

A tidal wave

Brings them one step closer to the end of days

But they'll never know it until it't too late

What a shame to see all of their lives laid to waste

As time ticks away

True love conception

No misdirection

The end is near

Identity

Forming slow but surely what I am to be

Not a one or place but the end within disease

Rising from the ashes and now I do believe

That time ticks through me

You will never know and you will never see what I have just become

I will eradicate everything ending world peace