Within the Belly of the Beast
Within the belly of the beast, I write.
Within the center of the storm, the eye.
Within the nightmare’s jaws men kill and fight.
Within the hours of darkness, wrong nor right.
Within the nightmare’s jaws men moan and die.
Within the belly of the beast, I write.
Within the storm, the eyes have lost their sight.
Within abysmal horror, bodies lie.
Within the nightmare’s jaws men kill and fight.
Within the dead look sighs the gasp of fright.
The center of the storm sheer nullity.
Within the belly of the beast, I write.
The soul has lost its trace of appetite
As in the heart of battle men cry “fie!”
Within the nightmare’s jaws men kill and fight.
I stare into the eye and find no light,
Null center of the storm and blindly cry.
Within the belly of the beast, I write.
Within the nightmare’s jaws men kill and fight.