I have seen the waters, its abysmal blue.
I have seen its creatures live their ways in lowliness.
Its Gods will they say.
Blindly following some other creature way.

I have seen few wise spirits arise
Whispering their words in the shadows
I will forever stay under their spell

For most words float without meaning
For most words swept by the stream
But those whispers of wisdom stand free
Those whispers have a way of their own

The spirits have dark ways, but only the wise will see them
bright
Their breath is cold, but the feeling inflames the heart.
Those spirits come from Hades,
And when I'll freeze in the waters loneliness...this hell
will keep me warm.

I am embraced by infernal whispers
I am honored by seeing their light
I am forever bewitched and wholehearted to those whispers of
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