Shores of desolation
While heaven wept
A call to the sea,
To cleanse my soul of ill
Of hate and depression, be freed,
My fate, thus fulfilled.
To cleanse my soul of ill
Of hate and depression, be freed,
My fate, thus fulfilled.
Summon me forth, the sussuration
Of the blackest tides
No longer the shores of emptiness
Shall I tread infinietly inside.
Frigid, mournful winds
Travels the black chasms of my soul
Awaiting sweet death,
I will again be whole
Tumultuous waters extract me from
This mortality to which I'm bound
Evolved from the body, useless
Time expired, futile life drowned.
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