Creature Poem by Kampanje Aubrey

The mountains and the canyons start to wobble and shake
As the beast in its hollow begin to wake
Glimpse the future beckon a simple man, he'll travel back when he can
To find an empress without an emperor

I lay here, and let the critter's wrath invade my skin
Unclothe my soul opening every folded leaf
Bruise my scars with the piercing of joy
That your name is nailed and hanged on my tongue

I ask the wind, 'From here, which way do I go? '
Seems like the wrath of the beast got a knock on the nose
It started to flow, I think I might be drowning
To find my mistress somewhere waiting for me