As I looked out
I beheld a virgin chained to a rock
Pale and motionless
Except for flowing tears
I asked her then
"Why are you thus bound"?
Nymph plague, the seam onster
Pride of beauty
Human sacrifices
She shrieks out
As the demon serpent approaches the coast
I seize it by the neck and pierce between the scales
Spouting from its nostrils
Water mixed with blood
Stab the open wound
Final death stroke
Dying by my hand