THE BEAST NEVER SLEEPS...
You're dying of thirst, standing at clear
And deep, like a conscious, bayou...
If wounds from love aren't bleeding, then you
Must learn this love's dead, disappeared...
Eternal Sea's grave for all your ships,
And life is locked circle, cage for the birds,
Don't look for sence in gestures or words -
People are doomed, the beast never sleeps.