7 January 2013
Sea crashes the rocks below and the moon of night is aglow
Left to float along the danger, to the sea he is no stranger
Head held high gazing the night sky
The sailor gazes on, he thought nothing was wrong
A hypnotizing sound hit his ear, drunk now more than with whiskey or beer
Eyes that shimmered with silver and blue, his love for her slowly grew
With scales and fins the lady was Devine, he thought now she will be mine
Steering forward towards his love, she looked more innocent than a dove
With a crash the boat hits the rocks below, under the moon that's aglow
Song Of The Siren • Opuss № I