Testo Leviathan

Legend speaks of a beast
Three hundred miles from it's tip to it's tail
None have seen it, yet all know it's name
Like the ark of the covenant, or the holy grail

We set out on a quest
In search of the lair, where the creature doth dwell
On a ransom to bring back it's head Our journey would take us to the depths of hell

His eyes shine like the rays of morning
His mouth is as a burning flame