- Maelstrom black and
Tongues of flame to lick and sizzle.
- Lost amid the dark
Hollow fears and deep shallows.
- Evil deeds to scrape
Noose of tight it's hard to swollow.
- Long claws to rend
That rancid stench is our breath.
- Along the neck the
hairs stand ridgid,
Longing for the cold and frigid.
- Dark waters churn
with fright and malice,
We quench our thirst from the devil's chalice.