Demon Serpent

As I looked out, 
I beheld a virgin chained to a rock, 
Pale and motionless, 
Except for flowing tears, 
I asked her then, 
"Why are you thus bound"? 
Nymph plague, the seam onster, 
Pride of beauty, 
Human sacrifices 

She shrieks out, 
As the demon serpent approaches the coast, 
I seize it by the neck and pierce between the scales, 
Spouting from its nostrils, 
Water mixed with blood, 
Stab the open wound, 
Final death stroke, 
Dying by my hand