The black atlantic

An ocean and peril

The black atlantic
I have neither food, nor water
I have neither pain, nor medicine
I can neither dream, nor sleep
I'm in this blighted place, and i'm haunted
By an ocean that beckons me

I hear its siren call of oblivion
And within contained: a sad and wonderful plea
Of eerie depths and cool embrace
I'm in this blighted place, and i'm haunted
By an ocean that beckons me

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