Aye Sire, sail your ship towards the land of magic,
And anchor it on the crescent moon
The waves, the melancholy of the sea
Unrevealed secrets of what lies deep down the core of the mighty ocean
Maybe love, maybe darkness
Maybe sirens or sea monsters
Under the silver shimmering light of the moon, lies the pale-skinned pirates
Longing for the life they wished
Some guarding the jewels, treasures and gold,
And some searching for the vessel to hold
Open thy heart, and you shall see the sadness and death in between your journey,
Oh captain, why do you plea! Call your mates and let the souls feed
Big tides u shall meet, with eternal silence they greet,
Unknown faces that you see, were the same as thee;
For some the journey ends, for some it's just the beginning
Go on, get on the deck, keep your hand on the helm 'til it's whirring
As long as the moon doesn't meets the sea
Ocean --- the home of Uncountable souls remains unfree.
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