Chapter 10: The Abstract Spirit

Far away from our home There flies an entity An entity we can't describe Called the Abstract Spirit It hides when the sun rises up And flies during the night It puts out smoke when moving To let out a smell It can turn the moon off It can kill angels It haunts the forest It can howl at the mountains It hates the living And likes the dead The higher it flies The fainter you see it No one would understand The words he says No one will find out What it wants If it sees you, its eyes become dark Then it will bring you in its world A world where nothing gives you hope Filled with tears and hopelessness It eats your flesh And drinks your blood These are his favourite food We don't know why Your life is at risk Beware of the creature There's no way to kill it Just hide from it