Action T4
Crossed down the legions Onto a mere of carcasses Deride the cohesions The dragons in sulcuses Rapt deep with immersion The gods quelled the serpents Obviate the incursions Extirpatus deridere The spear of destiny An idee fixe To brindle the undermen Though sinister as well be A blitzkrieg raging Devouring the cornfields Shadows became specters And ran to the trees A demonic seed Gave rise to a sea And a magical world Was justfied with a glee