Your waves are endless, your foam, a dying star
A sea in millions, withering like a rotting scar
Terrors from the deep, lurking in me
Terrors from the deep, taking over me
Glazed, cold and death, beyond the shades of emptiness
A black veil in gale, tainted eyes, distorted skies
Nine eyes in salty waters, two tongues are calling me
The Gates are closed, the abyss is mine
My waves are crumbling, a sail made of lies
Shadows in darkness, withering like a rotting scar
Terrors from the deep, lurking in me
Terrors from the deep, taking over me
Soaked, hurt and pale, painted cloth, ragged manifest
No anchor, no mast, the decay is upon me