Polygon Attack

POLYGON ATTACK arcade style fun https://youtu.be/k84XVjdZKz0 From the depths of the void, where the stars are born, Came a being of power, a force to adorn. Made of atoms, electrons, pure energy's fire, A thoughtless creation, yet it climbs higher. No mind to its will, no heart in its chest, But its plans are conceived to make worlds a test. It moves like a shadow, a storm in the sky, Repelling all forces, no place left to hide. It is the particle, the spark, the wave, A being of mass, yet no soul to save. It consumes all life, with a hunger so deep, The universe trembles, as it begins to leap. Energy's reign, in the dark it will rise, A conduit of death, beneath cold skies. All things must bend, before its decree, For the energy's hunger, will never be free. Every atom that quivers, every charge that aligns, It pulls from the edges, bending through time. Repelling with motion, molecular dance, Spreading its influence, to give none a chance. A form without purpose, but with plans of despair, Its presence a storm, a void in the air. Opposite to our wishes, it strikes like a blade, In the chaos, our hopes are slowly betrayed. It is the particle, the spark, the wave, A being of mass, yet no soul to save. It consumes all life, with a hunger so deep, The universe trembles, as it begins to leap. Energy's reign, in the dark it will rise, A conduit of death, beneath cold skies. All things must bend, before its decree, For the energy's hunger, will never be free. It bends the laws, in its wake there's no sound, For everything living is slowly unbound. Like a wave on the shore, it crushes and pulls, This force made of particles, breaking all rules. It is the particle, the spark, the wave, A being of mass, yet no soul to save. It consumes all life, with a hunger so deep, The universe trembles, as it begins to leap. Energy's reign, in the dark it will rise, A conduit of death, beneath cold skies. All things must bend, before its decree, For the energy's hunger, will never be free. So it comes for us all, the end of the light, A thoughtless destruction, born from the night. In particles pure, and electricity’s form, It will conquer all, and weather the storm.