Hymn Of Entropy

Title: Hymn of Entropy

Author: Bal-Anon Dak

I am the thorn in the foot, I am the blur in the sight.

I am the worm at the root, I am the thief in the night.

I am the rat in the wall, the leper that leers at the gate.

I am the ghost in the hall, herald of horror and hate.

I am the rust on the corn, I am the smut on the wheat.

Laughing man's labor to scorn, weaving a web for his feet.

I am canker and mildew and blight, danger and death and decay.

The rot of the rain by night, the blast of the sun by day.

I warp and wither with drought, I work in the swamp's foul yeast.

I bring the black plague from the south and leprosy in from the east.

I am the shrill cold spirit that chills the darkness you feel after dark.

I am the chaos that tears stars apart.

You cannot escape me.

You cannot defeat me.

You can only embrace me.