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I hide away - a lone leviathan

Stalking south from higher ground

To rely on nothing.

Oh I wonder the mirror of your sight

Clawing deeper with the blackness of night

Controlling the spectral light of no remorse or thought to cease your plight

I bely - pure misanthropy

Behind blue eyes black waters churning.

Cloaked in the void of shadow I rise...

As fog... as nothing... but fear incarnate.

Cold dead pale blue eyes on withering, wavering sun

Cold dead pale blue eyes on waning sun.

I tear away the pieces of your faith

Gorging upon the absence of your god

I open your face - a veil without meaning.

Oh the sweetness of the fear on your breath

Oh the heat of the blood oh so shed

Oh the scent of death that makes it all true

The husk in your stead that once was you

I rely on iron.