Through this cold eternal dark,
my soul cries for the angel’s spark,
yet to the skies the gods embark,
and leave me thus- a man-like shark.

Destroying those i hold too near,
i eat through love and feed on fear,
i cannot feel nor shed a tear,
nor plead to those that left me here.

Now in my deeds i do no right,
and in my arms i feel no fight,
as through my eyes i see no light,
and in my heart lies no respite.

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