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Secluded Island
Forgotten by time
No one knows what happened there
No myths to be heard

Powerful Megacorp
Looking for wealth
Sends over mercenaries
To seize and exploit

Choppers coming down the clouds
First sign of land on the horizon
Destination closing in
The Hired guns can feel the tension
Unknown stench fills the air
As the shores seemed clear for landing
Soon thier feet touch the ground
Never they expect to end up

Under the Claw

Call of the instincts
The beasts are aware
Creeping the outback the sense
An unknown presence

Mercs moving forward
A giant ribcage
A symbol of what is to come
A sign of thier fate

Reptile-creatures stalk thier pray
Encircle the unaware men
Slowly crawling through the palms
Anticipating every movement
Time has come for the violent strike
The pack of beasts emerge from darkness
The squad fires back aimlessly
All of them destined to die

Under the Claw!

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