the kraken [Tennyson Poem Adaptation]

Below the thunders of the upper deep
Far beneath in the abysmal sea
His ancient, dreamless, uninvaded sleep
The Kraken sleepeth
Faintest sunlights flee
About his shadowy sides, above him swell huge sponges
Of millennial growth and height
And far away into the sickly light
From many wondrous grot and secret cell

Unnumbered and enormous polypi
Winnow with giant arms the slumbering green
There hath he lain for ages, and will lie
Battening upon huge sea worms in his sleep
Until the latter fire shall heat the deep
Then once by man and angels to be seen
In roaring he shall rise and on the surface die
In roaring he shall rise and on the surface die