Monotone Black II

I plunge into the dark
Sending cataclysms of water and steam
Into the blasting winds, a boiling wave to end it all,
To bring order, to restore

I sink
So cold

Breathing water, screaming silently
Boiling away the stale
Disgusting masses, surrounds
Until at last I lay on the bottom of a pit gone dry
Eminating my divinety (sic)
That hears the winds and the heavens above

Her will shall now be done
The retaliation of the Mother