Inner Darkness Unleashed

A rippling two ton eraser beam calls for the darkness
The way he places his feet recalls of his ancestors

From the past comes to the present
He is reminded of all the torment

His cry was that of ecstasy
He couldn't tell or judge morally

He is the one who is chosen although it seems
His wild character is promising to all forms of beings.

The eye turns a crimson to it has now bled
It goes back to human form now it has to be fed

For it to keep himself together
His thirst for hunger is quiet a sunder