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Seas of blackness to our refuge bring
Wraiths who hunt us with hearts of stone
On Shark's Isle now we do cower
Wait for dawn, wait so forlorn
Across the gulf of waters bloodied
Men of war with weapons steady
Men of war their lust now ready
We wait, our future bury

Our menfolk slain, Cossacks knock
With devilry this loot unlock
Women's lives are but meagre bribes
Bodies carved by more than knives
They have hung our priest up on high
Ripped the children and watched them die
Cossacks' axes so very sharp
Now tune our ruin like a harp

Why?
This Isle did lie
Why?
This night we die

They smashed the locks of our homes
Vengeance bought through our groans
The cries and spells that we cast
Didn't work, could not last
From victors' pleasures forced upon a bed
To this Isle of rocks we fled
Now wraiths sent by war through the dark
Smell our plight like a shark

Why?
This Isle did lie
Why?
Our end is nigh

Baltic tides of conquerors' lust
Wash up on shores of fear and rust
In Curse's Angel they place their trust
Hacking, chopping, singing their disgust

Why
(Axes swing)
My
(Blood on stone)
Cry
(Seas are sickened)
Does not die?
(Dawn now cannot come)

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