 I shall be as a locust devouring all green
for it is the blackest of mana that driveth me
My home is the winter cold, the bloodened snow beneath, although
my heart will not be melted beneath these ancient sun beams

Fear to reproduce

My first course shall be thy first born spawn 
tonight, I will show thee what it means to know true loss
In a sea of penance, hold down thy head
and below its waters, learn to breath my hatred

Several fathoms deep; to the bottom i shall bring thee
Several fathoms deep; i will teach you to breath me
As you lie here 'neath arid waves and spirit-crushing gravity
this is where we breed hunger and teeth

This is where the two shall meet
Behold, the contendor of leviathan

Jonathan LongMoney Davis