It was here I was born

While the stars held their breaths

After ages of pseudo-presence



I climbed the final steps

Up from deep beneath the shores

Eieth no longer sleeping gal



Thus alive and the stillness

Only to be broken by whispers

Towards the moon



Bloodred from the Unborn Ones cries

That will not be silenced or rest

Forever more and awaken not



To paint in blanks or wither

Beauty blinding no more

than the whole is less now



We see clearly what was not there

The prey become predator

Slaughtering not raging blindly



Through tunnels of sorrow and lust

For solitude and peace of mind

Says it is time to unmask and face



Behind lines - that is Enemy I