[Hiarhu]: 631.The 9 to 5

I stand on the cliff edge
Eyes are closed
I feel the wind whip my body
Lungs clotted with greasy smoke
I can hear the screams even up here
Slowly I open my eyes
And behold this cavernous world
The rocks crash around me
Eternal pyres burn below me
Above me is an untouchable blackness
The burning blood of this Earth flows
Here I stand in its fierce heart
Far above an innumerable multitude
A languishing multitude of fools
Oblivious to smoke and screams
My winged brethren fly towards battle
To the edge I step
At long last I hear my call
Within me the beast awakens
Claws at my flesh
It is ready to be feed
It longs to crush
Begs to bleed them
Thirsts for screams
But today is not it’s day
My eyes cloud
They are now more than human organs
My soul is scorched by molten hate
I step into the air and begin to fall
The fiery winds pull me into them
For a second I am tumbled
But then I open my wings
Made of solid shadows they beat
Now I fly with my brethren
Up I fly, but not to join the battle
My purpose is different from these solders
I am a hunter
To the Earth I soar
I open my eyes
The sent of a fresh day fills me
The only sounds are of birds in bliss
My bed once more, safe and comfortable
Time to go to work amongst the mortals
Another day with the humans
Watching them build a world
A world so grand and civilized
That it makes me wonder…
Of my two worlds
Which one is in fact Hell?