Across the sea.
There is no hope now.
We're never going home.
The sea will be our grave.
The stars are my companion on every clear blue night.
I see things in my head, but there's no land in sight.
I used to sleep at night.
Now I watch every sunrise.
I soak in every second.
It's just a matter of time.
There's no mistaking it now.
The sea has made its claim.
The boat and crew are it's prize in this malicious game.
I used to be a husband.
Blond haired, blue eyed wife.
I used to be a father.
I see her in his eyes.
Every night I hope to never see the light of day again.
Thousand yard stare across the ocean into the horizon.
One drop of blood is all it will take to call the Sharks.
I can no longer asleep at night.
The crew all prays to god.
But I don't waste my time
as water crashes up onto the hull.
Into the mouth of the tempest.
I'll die the way I was born, all alone.
White streaks of lightning race across the open sky.
Bask in the shadow of the Earth.
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