Hear the oceans call
Damned scoundrels and the lower forms
Sirens await
And the nymphs wail for us
Dangers lie hidden deep in the mind
As the spirals mow you down
Like waves
Clashing the hull
A peace that never comes
A war you fight alone
A sleep that never rests
Swimming in blood and sweat
From salt and stone
Flesh and bone
Breaking through whatever may come
I could surpass the abyss
But I choose to dwell on it
The darkness of this place
Once swallowed me, swallowed me whole
There's no escuses
Only other ways to make it straight
Humbled and crumbled
Building paths out of this
From salt and stone
Flesh and bone
Breaking through whatever may come
From salt and stone
We are made
Face me beast
Mower of dopelings
My will is a tempest
Shrouding Chapels Creek
Row
From salt and stone
Flesh and bone
Breaking through whatever may come
From salt and stone
We are made
Face me, face me beast
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