Enslaved - Enemy I


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

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