The right of passage

Through the oceans mists

A siren that was sounding

A voice inside my head

I followed your every word

And left my cupboards bare

And into the ocean we sail

Drowned by the gods of despair

With each passing hour

My lungs are filled to the brim

Emotionless whispers

The scent of a maiden so fair

I followed your every word

And left my cupboards bare

And into the ocean we sailed

Drowned by the gods of despair

The darkened waters

Depths of hatred and toil

The pleas of the helpless

As they plummeted into hell

Drowned, deeper

Into the oceans trench

Drowned and feeble

Nothing can save me now