Green scaled lizard, hidden in shadows.
Ink and paper, It feeds. It grows.

Lizard
Now at some point of our near future
A clash of mythic proportion is about to take place:
An epic story with stakes so unsure,
The possible finale of a certain race.

Shaky hands, freaking shadow,
The frightening sight of an ending show.
Long foretold scenes, a passion play.
Your precious world crumbling away.

A lonesome warrior, standing tall:
A glimpse of hope before the fall;
Facing an ancient dragon queen,
In a fiery struggle at the end of dreams.

Now ends your reign, shouts the cavalier,
You’ve had your fun but now I’m here!
For ageless times you’ve threatened the garden
With your corruption and foulness.

This earth was meant to be our Eden
But you spoiled it in a mess.
Your childish bravadoes are futile
Hiss the grovelling reptile

My blood is cold, as I was made
Solely responsible for my trade
Your righteous god has made my hide scaly;
Up from above, laughing scornfully.

What could be worth longevity
Against the pleasures of ecstasy?
Your so precious humanity
is yet just another fuck to me.

We’re eternal partners, you and I,
We both know it to be true
But you’ve gone too far, There’s no turning back.
Now I am going to kill you

Your grip is loosening perfid demon
The awakening is on the move
Our children are growing wiser
the point I’m trying to prove »

Tell me who are your allies little man,
Although your armour gleams,
With swords and shield and useless plans,
You pose no threat to my esteem.

Kings and queens and officers, it seems,
Submitted, are kneeling to my will;
The violent, the vile, the weak, the junky…
My legions are many.

Gaze into the abyss
Into which I dwell,
You might besight a glimpse
Of your own personal hell.