A/N—I always wondered what Ben told Max and the others that made them so afraid of what lay in the basement. I woke up with this in my head... yeah, I was freaked too.
Tell us a story Ben.
Song of the Nomaly.
Down in the bowels of the earth, my friend,
Is the place where the Nomalies lay.
Neither man nor beast, they dream of a feast,
And it's you they want as their prey.
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They have no care if you're good or bad,
The Nomalies of which I speak,
They only care if you're tough or tender,
To them to you are but meat.
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When your guard is down, your heart is hurt,
And you're tired from the fight,
They lick their lips and smile that smile,
And wait until the night.
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They crawl up through the pipe-works,
That rattle in their stead,
And claw along the ceiling,
While you lay in bed.
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Withered claws reach for you,
As their monstrous eyes do gleam.
Their dirty paws cover your mouth,
In hell no one hears your scream.
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Dragging your writhing body,
Down to the bows of the earth,
The cackle of maniacal laughter,
Tells you of their mirth.
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A soldier must be brave and strong,
Escape you can but try.
But with the hiss of steam and smoke,
No one can hear you cry.
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They hang you from the ceiling,
Make cuts upon your head.
They dance a dance of triumph,
And know they'll soon be fed.
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Dead food is not to their taste,
They prefer their prey alive.
Which is why they howl with glee,
As they watch you wriggle and writhe.
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They slice off all your fingers,
And munch your bones like bread.
They roll in the blood beneath your body,
And wait while you are bled.
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Down in the bowels of the earth, my friend,
The Nomalies watch you scream.
As your lifeblood drips to the ground,
They lap it up like cream.
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The tearing of flesh entices them,
Your tears they lick and savour.
They rip off your tongue so no more sound,
With nails as sharp as razor.
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As strong a soldier as you think you are,
They're superior, you can't deny.
They suck your soul from your cold hard body,
And giggle as you die.
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In a place of hell and torment,
Who cares that one mores gone?
In a place like this you'll never be missed,
As the Nomalies sing their song.
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Your corpse holds no weight with them,
They throw you out like trash.
No one will know what happened to you,
As you lie mangled in the grass.
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Down in the bowels of the earth, my friend,
The Nomalies play with your soul,
They eat it up forever and ever,
As pain is their ultimate goal.
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So beware, my weary soldier,
Be careful while you sleep,
Nomalies don't care if you're bad or good,
They only want to eat.
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Down in the bowels of the earth, my friend,
Is the place where the Nomalies lay.
Neither man nor beast, they dream of a feast,
And it's you they want as their prey.
Feel free to be creeped out- I know I was.
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