7. The Great Cauldron

The birds of prey
Will watch and wait in silence
There is no avoiding
What you can't see coming
Swirling in the Great Cauldron
Meticulous, maniacal monstrosity
Until the last bone is picked clean
Vultures are the new gods
There is no evading
When you are frozen with fear
Swirling in the Great Cauldron
Controlling, constricting, conforming
Sized up and broken down
Another corpse thrown into the pile
Poisoned the promised feast
Soiled souls writhe in the ether
The warning came, but no one took heed
The blade is ready to fall on our necks
Black clouds float in a rank atmosphere
The warning came, but no one took heed