edges rough
colder than a slate of shale
weathered and refined by the water in which i was birthed in
i have felt those demons that dwell in the crevices unnoticed
unearthing a primal violent nature
in which the most tame cannot deny
frenzied movements of the damned
we unleash our art in disharmony
in our dissonance there is beauty
strength of a leviathan we stand united
brethren of misfortune.