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The ocean Screams, a piercing voice from Eerie dreams, the ship is dying for bloody fight. Facing the whale, offspring of Poseidon's spell, we're not afraid, we'll get you in the end. Cannons, blow your fire on this monster. Cannons, release your deafening thunder. I can feel excitation growing and growing into my boiling vein. My heart beats raise the waves, leading the white beast to it's grave. We are not our Terror's slave, we are strong and we are brave. The breeze we seek leads us astray. Battle begins, spears crossing the howling winds, creature feels it's last breath approaching. Stealing it's soul as death breathing the old man's blow, the end of your life of destruction has come. Time for your death, return back to the darkest depths. Time has come and we're not afraid. Beyond the foulness of the swell, beyond the seas, beyond the ocean, the king is sinking. I can feel excitation growing and growing into my boiling veins. My heart beats raise the waves, leading the white beast to its grave. We are not our terror's slave, we are strong and we are brave. The breeze we seek leads us astray. Battle begins, listen to the winds.
Decades of Despair
Into The Ocean's Throat
Into The Ocean's Throat
The ocean Screams, a piercing voice from Eerie dreams, the ship is dying for bloody fight. Facing the whale, offspring of Poseidon's spell, we're not afraid, we'll get you in the end. Cannons, blow your fire on this monster. Cannons, release your deafening thunder. I can feel excitation growing and growing into my boiling vein. My heart beats raise the waves, leading the white beast to it's grave. We are not our Terror's slave, we are strong and we are brave. The breeze we seek leads us astray. Battle begins, spears crossing the howling winds, creature feels it's last breath approaching. Stealing it's soul as death breathing the old man's blow, the end of your life of destruction has come. Time for your death, return back to the darkest depths. Time has come and we're not afraid. Beyond the foulness of the swell, beyond the seas, beyond the ocean, the king is sinking. I can feel excitation growing and growing into my boiling veins. My heart beats raise the waves, leading the white beast to its grave. We are not our terror's slave, we are strong and we are brave. The breeze we seek leads us astray. Battle begins, listen to the winds.
