Righteous Upsurgence - Heresiarch

Forsaken in vestiges

Dispersed amongst swarming multitudes

Regrouped, awaiting retaliation

Desultory vengeance, swift but overcome

Senses heightened, survival precedes morality…

The many, nomads, the mob of the last man

Strode furious, upon black festering ground

At lone figures, in the great theatre of war

Readied for deaths will…

Corralled in rot, gasping under flesh tombs

Feet sodden, drenched in foe and comrade blood

Folly subsides, beset by desperation

Cornered rats with teeth bared

Hopelessness dispatched, it matters not who lives or dies

The action in strife, brings purity of soul

Execution of the will to death defiant

An upsurgence of righteous violence…

As the hunter, stalks a savage landscape…

As the quarry ignorant to its doom

Perpetual victimisation

Axiom of reptile brain…