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