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A black shape sits on deck in a red glistening puddle |
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Sobbing and shaking, curled up in a huddle. |
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The shape of a man amidst silence and slaughter, |
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Clothes torn and drenched in blood and salt water. |
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"Hist fortune to dust, his fortune to dust!“ |
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His triumph in vain, his triump in vain!“ |
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Riches to ashes! His tears lost in rain!”“ |
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A ship made of mist like quicksilver thread. |
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This skeleton vessel sings songs for the dead. |
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To take a deep breath and set his mind back in motion, |
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He stumbles upright and fumbles to the prow. |
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His eyes now closed to hear his dead ocean, |
| [02:09.51] |
He feel the world has altered somehow. |
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Deafening silence, the ocean seems gone. |
| [02:20.62] |
Hardly a whisper nor notes of wind song. |
| [03:53.53] |
"Hist fortune to dust, his fortune to dust!“ |
| [03:58.39] |
His triumph in vain, his triump in vain!“ |
| [04:04.14] |
Riches to ashes! His tears lost in rain!”“ |
| [04:16.48] |
In a final attempt to end this bitter roam, |
| [04:20.84] |
He looks at the stars with their comforting glare. |
| [04:27.15] |
But the lights above that once guided him home, |
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Scattered and shattered, are no longer there. |
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Now dawning upon him loke rays of the sun, |
| [04:45.82] |
His state and his fate cannot undone. |
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The captain now trapped on this skeleton vessel, |
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Adrift on the voide in a black floating castle. |
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Chained to a twilight and bound to his boat. |
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Swearing his vengeance on the other afloat. |
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Light at the end that have the world in their grip. |
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He shall have his conquest |
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As death came through a phantom ship! |
