Deep in the ocean, by the shores of the sea,

Fighting with tooth and nail to be free.

Claws replace hands in this moonlight verse,

Posion into the gills- beat Humanity's curse. 

Oh in shame I hide my face, 

There's Satans blood in my fate. 

Cuts and scars hid by scale, 

With fangs and silver tounge I stand frail. 

Ice and fire in my veins, 

These legs are ugly stains. 

Drowning in the air I no longer want, 

Away from my Godless front. 

Spirits, spirits of my lover's past, 

Those who crushed my heart flat. 

Claws upon your paper thick skin,

Never, though, shall I- only ghost with a fin. 

Scales of Hazel and flesh of the Mother's hate, 

Brushing with sea onto my clearing slate. 

Heaven lay not in the clouds but below the cave,

With the salt water on my tail- my true soulmate.

Rip me open, burn me alive, 

Never though, shall I cry. 

No daughters or sons to call my own, 

Just a empty voice on the phone.

Green and Silver upon my feet,

On the rocks I shall sleep. 

Sin and fear, spikes and hatches burried in the heart, 

Into the rain, away from the shore, flying with wings of tarp. 

Shadows dancing in Hazel eyes, 

Summon my demons, or my tail, tonight. 

-by Hazel