For epochs we have lain Upon this ocean throne An altar to the gods Growing in our lethargy Feeding on those below Immortal seven seas But all our victories Are lost upon the tide
Revel not at Leviathan Look closer and see Harpoons that pierce his ancient flesh And though he strains Against the ceaseless reel He too will lie with the crabs eventually
Yet now our golden age Is reaching its demise The setting of the sun It will be you who finally Drags us back to the deep To face the nightmare No mournful serenade For those about to die
Revel not at Leviathan Look closer and see Harpoons that pierce his ancient flesh And though he strains Against the ceaseless reel He too will lie with the crabs eventually
For now a storm arrives To wash the light away
Revel not at Leviathan Look closer and see Harpoons that pierce his ancient flesh And though he strains Against the ceaseless reel He too will lie with the crabs He'll lie
One last breath for Leviathan Torn asunder, he A bitter end in human killing fields Gaze upon his fading majesty As he falls to lie with the crabs In the grave of the sea The sea In the grave of the seaTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
