The Dark Below

Bracken, brine, pillar of salt
Isolated echo-chamber in the mind's vault
Preying on planted fears
Praying to promised tears

All hail, witch of the sea

There is no life
There is no death
There is no agency
Behind every breath

All hail, witch of the sea

Anger, rage, sadness, pride
Sacrifices made to the saline bride

Statue, victim
She feeds, she owns
When least expected
Lurking under bone

All hail, witch of the sea
Devoid of feeling is she
Holy, the mother empty
All hail, witch of the sea



Credits
Writer(s): Josh Evans
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