Tore through the bowels of the behemoth
Went on all the way end
Cold, dark, damp and wet
Bleeding all where the orifices were
For the looks were saddening
The beast tamed by brute
It sounded out too, groaning
The rumble and falls of itself, in pieces
Its intestines they caked
Moulded and hardened, the agony remained
The brute treatment prepared again
Drilled on the insides, a torture
The wounds healed to explode
As the shudder passed by
All but nothing trembled, in terror
Lest all hell breaks loose
And in a pass through the inside
Darkness prevailed all around
Scaring out all the living that was
The beast commanded respect
This soul gratified, said out soft
‘Didn’t get lost in a tunnel’
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