Tempest’s Requiem

By: Curiosity

Hunger lures through the ornate
Without passion waters stagnate
Monster and beast rise from the deep
Path formed from mouths that weep
Fear walls of water-colored teeth
End bladed flow that does not sheath
Cult’s hexed number tricked the ocean
To masks they gave their devotion
Prophecy dwells in mystery
Passage unveiled in history
Fate’s key hidden in shattered bond
Deceived are the souls that respond
Lies forged from grudge’s architect
Eons of planning now perfect
Coffins held down by spite’s anchor
Mark the domain of pure rancor