The bloody moon's shimmering rays,
are cast across the ocean in mysterious ways,
all of which are out of reach,
they sparkle far off on the Sampetra beach,
No vermin cares about such things,
for we've heard of what blindness it brings,
all we had was engulfed by darkness,
leaving us tired yet restless,
through the black nothingness we walk,
slaying everything that seemed to mock,
the pain we had and could not bare,
further into it we stumbled without care,
we are still lost in this place,
this netherworld with no lit face.