Neutrality Undone - 2015/02/27

The beast is cut down right before their eyes
Howling harshly with such unexpected surprise
Before its last gasp they claim it was weeping
Blood tainting ground into which it was seeping

Villagers come out of hiding and their trance
Upon the beasts corpse they begin their dance
Utensils are brandished as their greed ignites
The wise keep their children from these sights

Yet their homicidal rage has not been quenched
For in the blood of the beast they are drenched
They begin to speak in tongues primal and alive
Yet the moment of true victory has yet to arrive

For the beast only slumbers tending to its pain
Its death is an illusion that it chose to feign
Below the surface biology fights hard to repair
So the beast can again rule over all that is fair

Burn the body and deface it with whatever you got
Lest you be subjected again to misery it wrought
Locate and silence all its acolytes and mourners
Scatter the dismembered limbs to the four corners

Do not let your guard down while the battle rages
Never assume it can be contained within our cages
It lives on another plane of existence altogether
Where it shall always scheme to enslave us forever