The Ghost Ship

Oceans are so never ending

Strong and deceiving, misterious

Lost ships, remain at bottom

Unknown or forgotten, forevermore

And when the ghost ship looms afar

Brought from the storm and from the fog

The crew is trapped in their own hell

A ship, cruising through the mist

Stays on it? S own course, untamable

It? S a sign or a warning

Of death that is coming, deadly to all

And the rain is falling down

And the tides will

Take us under, underwater

And the wind will push us down below

Waves hit harder, try to swim for shore

The crew, of the ghost ship is cursed to

Repeat the same pattern, for aeons to come

The grief, of a voyage so ageless

Carved on their faces, to sink in the end