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The haunting voice of a siren

In the appearance of a man.

Human shape, childish laughter,

He will return to the throne.

A serpent lingers, ground is shaking,

Also human in his form.

Head put rest between his shoulders,

His heads are shaking in the air.

It's only memories untold,

The dreams you are all making up.

In all the centuries there is a demon waiting,

It's where death confronts the sea.

There is a curse that lies waiting,

A shadow figure taking form

Where you can't reach your destination

Something is rotten to the bone.

It's only memories untold,

The dreams you are all making up.

In all the centuries there is a demon waiting,

It's where death confronts the sea.