random late night poem

Humanity is lost
caught up in the cost
waiting to be saved
in the land of the brave

watching the beautiful catastrophe
will you come and sit with me
as the fire rains down
i pick up the crown

how beautifully disfigured
you never even considered
that which you hate
could ever be so great

now you cower in fear
as i get near
for you created a monster
and you're never going to stop her