Leviathan

Leviathan is drawn from the depths of the well,
Eyes more baleful as he breaks the surface,
Jaws and teeth more distinct, past with bone linked,
The frantic movements of his smaller bretheren,
Caught on the line

Traced patterns on the water calling him up,
Chronos of the deep consumes the now irrelevant creature,
The line will snap or pull you down within to drown x2

A sunken arc returned to the light of the sun,
Bloated animals choke the decks,
Stench unimaginable in the broken remains of enterprise.

All lyrics by Rob Cook, Copyright 2002