The first washed up on the shore
 body unknown
 last scream paused on its face

 Caught in the current
 Swallowing water
 There is no bottom
 As it pulls me further

 The second washer up
 pair clutching
 To consume each in an endless kiss
 On a funeral pyre

 We now fear not the dead
 But their formless hunter
 It lies beneath

 The holy man says
 This rivers bottom I´ve seen
 Muddied and decayed

 Broken bodies on the shore
 Unknowns in the night
 Hollow bones of buildings
 Beware the Leopard

 What to do but swim?

 They died twice
 When the breath left their bodies
 And their name was said
 For the last time

 vacant house in darkness
 Where our lanterns couldn´t light
 It stalks in there
 Where memories go to die
 The unspoken ghosts