The servant of the higher power
Is summoned by the emptiness of the lost souls
With wings extended, it sweeps across the land
Looking for it's helpless victims

The young and old are it's prey
The ones not strong enough to survive
With blood dripping from it's talons and flesh between it's fingers
It feasts upon human prey

Fetuses decorated with blood
Wombs torn from their mothers
The beast has no feelings
It sees no remorse and pities the hopeless

It's meal vast and plentiful, for there are many to feed upon
You see, there are too many who have no need to live
And something has to clean it up
It comes with no warning and takes what is his

The old try to find their way through God
Yet they are following a lost cause
You see, in this world, he is God
No God can save you from him

The beast was called by your so called God
To clean up what has been destroyed by the race that inhabits this planet
The beast is full and the weak
Are scattered among the litter and trash