Upon soaring aloft imagery

I see endless forms of melancholy

I'm paralyzed by these abhorrent beings

Stagnated, yet bound to proceed

Vividly displaying movement as a fluid

Weaving and squirming amid realms of despondency

Whilst, surpassing all walls of resistance

Insidiously, they'll flail with monstrosity

A menacing legions is plunging towards my thought's embodiment

They won't change their paths

They're so relentless

They'll stop at nothing to reach pestilence

Flying while evading, they'll charge

Producing fields of forcе

Finally, resistance won't suffer

Thеy've devised ways to counter