Ode to the Leviathan - Whispering Woods

Hail

To this mighty beast

It will give us

Hope

For all barren souls

It will bring us peace

You will crush

The others

And then stop

The chaos

And destroy

Your own

Creator!

Take me deep

Down under

Where you have

Created

World for us

For all

Oh glory!

«Canst thou draw out leviathan with an hook?

Or his tongue with a cord which

thou lettest down?

Lay thine hand upon him, remember the battle, do no more.

Out of his mouth go burning lamps, and sparks of fire leap out.

The flakes of his flesh are joined together: They are firm in themselves;

they cannot be moved.

Upon earth there is not his like, who is made without fear.

He beholdeth all high things: He is a king over all the children of pride."