Forever in Terror

The moonlight hangs above our bow. 
Calm night air spreads out its cold breath. 
Denial is vain; you never wanted a shallow grave. 
Overtaken by scoundrels 
You swallow your pride 
To drown in your shallow grave. 
A captain death, one contempt and brave. 
Over the edge, forget the past 
You' re seen your future, a moonlit path 
Now we dance to release this bitter plague. 
Now you... 
Dance beneath the waves 
To drown in shallow graves.

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