For eons I have ruled within danced through your dreams Walked the dunes of tranquility What you hold so dear it bleeds It feeds on me Extracted oceans of Insanity Bleeding the skin The bitter aftertaste, of a brew called content Sacrilegious eyes writhe within, brought forth by sin My world built on your agony Oceans never felt so real, so compelled to kneel Submerging me in Calamity Behind the Veil The bitter aftertaste, of a brew called content As your walls are closing in My world expands into yours I sit my throne, glaring into the chasm Into your soul, I’ll find your most precious What you hold so dear, it withers in my hands like grains of sand Cut my skin like shards of broken glass The river flows from my wound, to your grail