Fractured mountains loom
Monuments within a prophetic tomb
Drifting forsaken upon the blood of time
Adding their sorrow to the endless brine
Behold this baneful spectral fleet
Forcing vessels into the deep
Unto the ancient murky depths
Where conduits to ruin silently weep on
As they stalk these turbid depths
A hollow gaze is forming
Wandering through sunken crypts
A grand emptiness is dawning
Wonder will they ever more
Unfurl their new wings and then come to shore
Did they with a final song sink into the waves
Or was there silence from among the graves