Darkling the blood did flow
further from the beating heart,
as magma turns to stone.

Black as ashen clouds cast up from hell,
fiery rained the molten spears
that on the vermin humans fell.

Some petrified and foetal curled,
at last embraced in death
their world

and no new dawn awaited there,
where earth and void
did darkness share.

© Wolfgar 2019