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The creaking of wood and the hissing of waves remains bleak
But we must sail onward
Low rations of food are causing the ship's crew to grow weak
But we must ignore it
For the oracle's palace is near
It rests on an island in the sea of sirens
So row forward until you can't row more
Row forward until we see shore
Crewmates warn of the sirens
Haunting eyes that follow the blood of the men
Searching for fools that will climb in their den
Torn apart for their mistake
My brothers, don't be drawn
Tides pull you in so prep for your torment soon
They'll plague your mind, fight it now
They reach for all that will swim close by
Their hunger draining you from your mind
Cease to be, they cleanse all the seas of life
Struggle to breathe, the cowards devoured
Liquid fills lungs of the galleon crew
They will lure more to their despair
"It seems your fate has already been decided: you will die."
We must move forward, the crew's fallen
Sirens seduced them, we can't wait
For they'll beguile
God, I beg of you
Spare our lives
Land is ahead, we must move on
Their sacrifice won't be in vain
We need to avenge them
The city it calls me
