The depths of love are protected and strange, beautiful when they are buried away like most of our valuable things: the deepest secrets, the deepest veins. As precious as the deepest wealth, in the depths underground they shall remain. Leviathan, I may float away if not kept in chains. The deepest pain is buried away when its too much to bear and impossible to face.
Heaven knows not of earthly things, high up above, guarded and safe. It waits for me patiently, quietly from the depths of man. Leviathan, I may float away if not kept in chains.