Suffering Quahog - Slugdge

In cold recesses of infinite time

I have slept beneath the grime

Then from the surface world

Came to me with prying hands

And plucked me from the sand

Dissect my body in search of power

Clandestine secrets of the shell

Intrigued by my longevity

In an environmental hell

My smashed and broken form shall give rise

To horrors undreamt of by the mind

Alive since time immemorial

To be dredged from our home

I shall not relinquish the secrets of the slime

They are mine, and mine alone

500 years existed, dormant, and without a care

Free from the tyranny of air

Witnessed the rise the fall of Empires from beneath the waves

And seen my slimebrethren enslaved

Suddenly man takes an interest in me;

i’m swept up and caged

Probed and desecrated, left to bake out in the sun

They shall suffer for their wrongs

For a thousand aeons

We have havested the souls

Of much greater things than you

In the end my death

Shall be a sacrifice

In the service of his truth