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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