You can hear it in the midst of the nightWhile your gaze roams the vast plains on the ceiling

Maggots gnaw on timeGlistening ghostly in dark crevicesAs I wait, resigned

Be not afraid of whirlpools, of strong winds, and murky waves.Fear the creature that dwellsin the darkest depths, the ice-shackled Kraken,that threatens to surfaceand your soul to keep.