Enemy I — Enslaved

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