Colossus of the Liquid Graves

Tentacles furnished with rows of hooks. Bleedful watchers, hideous mollusks. What vitality, what vigor in all parts! And they possess there hearts! Colossus Few men with boarding-hatchets, Twenty tentacles to be feared. À moll à moll I heard him cry, And with the monsters saw him disappear. There's always been ground, For the tales of the story-teller, Right before my very eyes, Colossus, the deep sea dweller From far beneath the sea, Ascend the dwellers of the deep, In roaring they shall rise And on the surface die. Colossus, obnoxious guise, Captain gathered fears in his eyes. (colossus, under the waves, Captain gazing into our liquid graves.)

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Nov 11, 2025

Breathe... Reverse the engines, iron tidal wave breaking the lashing. My mouth fills with water, fills with water. A glimpse of a black mass a black mass. It disappears in the east, I've seen, I've seen the antedeluvian beast! Within the great depth of the oceans, hadopelagic entirely unknown. below the surface strange motion, water soaked clothes, heavy like stone, metallic isle rising, strong engine's drone what marvelous beings inhabit these strata? what life forms do dwell in those depths? alas how I longed to marvel at these creatures and yes I know, if I leave it means death. The captain approaches... "Civilized people abandoned me alas I'm not, I am not to blame! I bow alone to mother sea, and Nemo is my name!"

Submitted by Nargaroth — Nov 11, 2025