Bomb threat
The carnivore and I met

I deplete
Heavy breathing poison
And Nightmare success

Trapped near the clear walls
Concussion
I fall

Lowly walking outside my cage
Loud roars invisible
I’m in the Dark Age

Bomb threat
The carnivore and I met

Pieces of metal leaves
Nature gone
They left
Explosion on edge
No food
Starving this death

Once again
Banging glass
To look within

Fire breathing delusion
Begging
Confusion

Glassy sand
Underneath
Choking
I’m not the sea

Bomb threat
The carnivore and I met
Pieces of metal keys
I’m gone
Explosion
I left.