I lie inside the planet's bowels,
In chasms miles deep.
Curled into a foetal knot
I sleep my aeon's sleep,
Dreaming of dreadful cobalt skies
And lapping acid seas.
I am power
Coiled in the darkness
Shape of shadow
Shunning light.
God of Night
Crouching in the darkness,
Tearing tendrils
Winding tight.
Will I sleep until the planet burns
In the sun that gave it birth,
Or will I wake
In restless anger,
Stretch
My will,
And crush
The Earth?