Continuity
Things end,
No friends & aqquintances remain,
When the ship rises, from beneath the sea,
Tearing it from middle, like a piece of paper,
And when the seafarers call out your name;
Though...
No friends & aqquintances remain,
When the ship rises, from beneath the sea,
Tearing it from middle, like a piece of paper,
And when the seafarers call out your name;
Though...