Verse 1 Fog like ghosts upon the tide Silent sea without a sound Shapes of sailors drift beside Men who never reached the ground Verse 2 Hands beneath the water pale Voices calling from below Every whisper tells a tale Of the ones who failed to row Chorus Hear the drowned souls softly cry Through the mist of endless night Pray the gods are passing by Before they steal our guiding light Verse 3 Violin like broken breath Sings the grief of salted bones Every mile is flirting death Every wave a thousand moans
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