Mariner with sight,
Trawls the net for lighthouse waste,
Draws up the broken.

No salvage to come,
From the barnacled zombie,
Stories told on deck.

Deceptive calm waves,
Hide Rachnoc’s wrath, penance due,
Penance to be paid.

Tentacles shudder,
In cthulhu’s great, deep lair,
Rachnoc readies, rises.

Arms flay out, grasping,
Mother and son, drowning slow,
Collects sinful wood.

You came here alone,
He has blood on his dead hands,
Vengeance, life for life.

Ex fell on his knife,
Fugitive escaping guilt,
He came here alone.

Tentacles tighten,
Around the helm, over deck,
He came here alone.