The Triangle

By Destructor

On Sonic Bullet

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Entering the Saragasso

The mysterious sea of fear

An unexplainable calm

Something is growing near

No breeze can drive our ship

The thick seaweed holds us still

Disappear into the air

Not a trace left of a crew


[Chorus:]

A mystery surrounding the earth

We are not the first

Mahabharata will tell of this

Eyes are watching from the sky

That before the flood

Ruled the land of mankind