[Verse 1] It sails where no wind dares to blow, Its hull is black, its flags hang low. No crew is seen, no lantern lit— Just silence thick enough to split. [Verse 2] They say it rose from Rozgarde reef, Where wrecks still whisper through their grief. A fleet once lost, a vow unkept— Now sails the tide where none have slept. [Chorus (repeats)] Don’t speak its name, don’t watch it glide, Don’t walk the shore where dead reside. It sails by thought, it sails by sin— The ship that moves without the wind. [Verse 3] Its sails are stitched from burial veils, Its mast is crowned with rusted nails. The sea turns still when it draws near, And gulls fall silent out of fear. [Verse 4] A child once stood on stone-bound ledge, Above the tide, near Rozgarde’s edge. They found her shoes beside the foam— But not her voice, her breath, her home. [Chorus] Don’t speak its name, don’t watch it glide, Don’t walk the shore where dead reside. It sails by thought, it sails by sin— The ship that moves without the wind. [Verse 5] Some say it seeks a final port, A harbor built of broken thought. Where sailors dream of flame and bone, And wake to find they’re not alone. [Verse 6] It’s drawn to songs, to tales, to names— To those who speak of sea-born flames. So taverns hush when storms roll in, And lutes fall quiet mid-refrain. [Chorus] Don’t speak its name, don’t watch it glide, Don’t walk the shore where dead reside. It sails by thought, it sails by sin— The ship that moves without the wind. [Verse 7] A bard once watched from cliffside stone, And marked its path in verse alone. She did not bow, she did not blink— But inked its course in quiet ink. [Verse 8] Now sailors say she knows its call, The way it hums beneath the squall. And if she sings, the tide may turn— Or drag us down where lanterns burn. [Final Chorus] Don’t speak its name, don’t watch it glide, Don’t walk the shore where dead reside. It sails by thought, it sails by sin— The ship that moves without the wind.
