THE BEAST

Far out in the North An ancient place abandoned by the light In a nethermost primal sea The waves roughly whip my thighs Like the slaves of the South I’m on my knees Staring at my hands of stone Sculpted by the sea, cracked over time Hanging heavy close to the surface The shield arm tries to hold the past The sword hand wants to catch the unknown weight Of the uncertain Let me be without those burdens Being one, stuck on the ocean floor Entombed in time as the forgotten lands A desire just to be A peaceful fraction of myself A lifeless piece Thrown away to sink alone Deeper than the light Deep into the endless void But there will be no ray of hope War cries yelling in the gorges of my head Echoes of my fierce fighting I rather wanna die upright Than to live on my knees Stand up proud Even if all should crumble and fall Music by Sebastian Byron Mirgeler & Matheus Thomas Kuska Web: https://corpusvitreum.com/ Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/0eH9oW3WcYiONVk1V5yEsQ?si=ovAcs5RATZi-1OyqFGo2vw&nd=1 Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/corpusvitreummusic Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/corpusvitreummusic/ Design & Photography: https://sebastianmirgeler.com/ Mix & Mastering Soundsight Studio: https://www.facebook.com/soundsightstudio