Out in the gulf where the red tides gleam, We heard her song through the steam, Eyes like lanterns, voice like sin, She called our souls and reeled us in. Raise your hands, bow your knees, Siren Queen beneath the seas, Singin’ gospel for the drowned and damned, Turnin’ sailors into sand. She drinks the storm, she eats the flame, Circe’s child with another name, Gold in her hair, salt on her skin, Bless our sins, now drag us in. “Can I get a Hallelujah?” “Hallelujah!” “She’s the Queen of the Tide!” “Let the waves decide!” Raise your hands, bow your knees, Siren Queen beneath the seas, When the drums start rollin’, the ship won’t stand, She’ll drag your soul to her voodoo land.
