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Through miles of ocean trails,
free souls go against the wind
across the sea to find the ones
who never came back.

Ancient stories
told by an old man,
a captain with restless hands.
Obtuse reality filled his mind.

Starting the journey
Are they near?
Tides of tears.
Under the deep blue sky,
through endless lakes of glass
songs of the unknown
Spirits of heroes rise.

Waves saying where the others went.
Empty voices, sweet chants of death,
creatures lurking deep within
invite the adventurers to lose themselves.

Tragic legends written in the sand
Persist through the dance of fate.
A captain who'd let his ship burn
Whilst the sailors would fight the flames.

Starting the journey
Are they near?
Tides of tears.
Under the deep blue sky,
through endless lakes of glass
songs of the unknown
Spirits of heroes rise.

Ancient stories
told by an old man,
disciples will hold his will.
Obtuse insanity had crossed the line.

Starting the journey
Are they near?
Tides of tears.
Under the deep blue sky,
through endless lakes of glass
songs of the unknown
Spirits of heroes rise.

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