Attack of the Legion

The gate's almost ready to fall,
still no one answers the call.
Army gone, just me alone,
'gainst the tides i am so prone.

Head is spinning stomach churning,
everything it tastes like burning,
bitter bile spewing forth,
hear the screaming of the earth.

Laughing legions tearing at me,
ones these eyes just can not see,
ah but i could hear them well,
screaming from the depths of hell.

Body shaking like a seizure,
head is splitting like a fissure,
drink to try and block it out,
fight with geologic shout.

Lights dancing before my eyes,
demons screaming horrid lies!
They try to press me to the gate,
"unlocking it is your fate,
already you are far too late,
your hand is all it really takes!"

But I refuse and how they rail,
with unearthly warbling wails,
there's no choice I cannot fail,
our universe so very frail.

They are not demons per say,
more like cosmic eth'ral fae,
that want to see us in our graves,
but we will survive the fray.