Clockwork Beast Poem by Eric Altman

Tick extends the claw
Tock opens the jaw

Tick a trickle now
Tock it soon will flow

Call a vision scream
Live a primal dream
Winged death for feast
Hungry Clockwork Beast

Tick is something lost
Tock forget the cost

Tick breathe in the scent
Tock brimstone descent

No matter what the pain
Bitter metal brain
Clarion call for feast
Dying Clockwork Beast

Tick regret the war
Tock starving for more

Tick consume the peace
Tock leave the rotting meat

Ticking slowed and ceased
Pieces never greased
Death has lost it's priest
Fallen Clockwork Beast

Rusted steel's elation
Joints sing desecration
Nothing's meant to last
Clockwork Beast has past