Day of Fire

I lost my light amid the bombs

Mage cove lay torn, afire and red.

A sun prince wailed, I saw bones rot

Dark steel fangs dined on pulp of kings.

The foul Zorg rose as fake man tribes

to scourge a realm God won for truth.

Project Zorg

Maux hack deep thought; King Ni sweats blood

Rays burn a code on heart and brow.

The Nool swipe keys; Rex tongue is Mor

Iron tail fangs pound; a bomb hulk rears.

Huge dart paws fire; cone heads brim gas

The Zorg fiend snarls: “I crave man flesh!”