Snake-boy has no mouth
Eyes unblinking...
Like men and women
In need of each other...
By the sea / where taunting sirens sing...
Behold the dying night
Witness the coming light...
They watch you in your sleep,
calling out your name...
He sits there on his throne of anger
With a small smirk he reveals his gruesome power...
I Spent my whole life
running after a phantom...
I'm standing at the entrance of the abyss
A blanket of darkness covers the sky...
Gutted like a fish
Hung up by the neck...
Armour black as night,
Glinting from moons light...
Whirlwind, do you know my name?
I'm the Emancipator, here to lay claim...
This poem is made out of blue...