Amiensus
Single • 2020
The right of passage Through the oceans mists A siren that was sounding A voice inside my head I followed your every word And left my cupboards bare And into the ocean we sail Drowned by the gods of despair With each passing hour My lungs are filled to the brim Emotionless whispers The scent of a maiden so fair I followed your every word And left my cupboards bare And into the ocean we sailed Drowned by the gods of despair The darkened waters Depths of hatred and toil The pleas of the helpless As they plummeted into hell Drowned, deeper Into the oceans trench Drowned and feeble Nothing can save me now
Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025
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