serpent crafted with billions of scales of human swears brother of Behemoth; carrying mountains of envy on its back together they will rain down earthquakes and pillars and jingle hells spreading diamond dust that rots inside the flesh of your neck for all the glutton-fish that you eat shall be poisons threatens every hedonist, burned with agonizing pardons
She walks Yes she has walked in a sea Fecklessly running and strumming Heart beating not seeing but grasping onto homeless dreams. Note to self… That next time you see Leviathan Tell him there’s One much greater And any time you hear the silent ring Whistle while you work.
She prays for peace and she prays for mercy Redemption only a sinking heart can long for See she wondered in the wilderness Singing breathless songs and looking into holes A wild woman yet unnamed A wild woman yet untamed
But she prayed for peace she prayed for mercy So next time she sees Leviathan She’ll tell him there’s one much greater For when tears were her prayer A king came to save her On clouds of wonder And righteous splendour So she walks on...
Hiding in my stomach where no one can find her is a beast.
She's a shapeshifter, this monster. Sometimes her skin is leathery and membranous, and wings stretch where her arms used to be.
Sometimes she's a mass of fur and horns and talons. Sometimes she's just a fog of darkness leaking into the world.
But she never lets me forget that she's there. When I look into the mirror, I see her. I'll touch my face and find it utterly human, and yet my reflection is a leviathan. A demon. She used to terrify me, make me sweat and shake from fear.
But I've come to accept that this is what I am. A monster whose teeth are stained with blood of mine and others. I can never brush them clean.
Almost out of body Almost mad from the Pressure of it- Great leviathan Crouching on my rib cage My heart strains to grow wings, To take flight when I glimpse The poisonous rubies of its eyes And when its fanged mouth opens to Set me aflame I wonder if I’ll ever stop burning
You know you are wrong when you bed me in our own litter and The Feaster raises its head to feed our relations with its attention We persist and you're having none of my boring objections This bed has become a field of mammal ply and spell craft We sign out glyphs in energies and positionings In The Feasters eyes we have meaning we are positive we glow for it Feathers from air we tap out with a shared vocal hark
..in crash the mind ; plan flown on an excercise of oblivion Criminal tide rising to feel upon the doggy moon When The Love has only known The Night Time with little illumination the revealed is a frightful thing ; a Medicine and a Leviathan
There's more hate in me now than there ever has been before. Why do I feel so heartbroken? Maybe because, Once upon a time, I thought that I knew my way. I thought that I knew my purpose. I have spent so much time building myself up, And the leviathan has knocked it all down. My strength has withered away to nothingness, My feelings are not even considered. This leviathan, He, Alone, Has hurt me so deep, For the sake of love.
I flew over endless oceans.. Under endless storms.. It rained forever here.. No land at all.. But why was it raining so much.. Why did it never end.. I decide to fly over the storms.. And above the clouds the source of endless storms was there.. Leviathans... Thousands and thousands of them.. Turns out they flooded the planet to make a new home for themselves. The ocean below was a nest.. I was a traveller.. I was sent here to witness the end of a world and the beginning of a new one..