Sons of Perdition - Burial At Sea | Текст песни

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In that lonely year of our Lord,
Sixteen ninety-three,
I sent for my loved ones
Far across the sea.

Well I'd made a home and I'd made a name,
I'd made us a life in this land,
Then fate turned the tides when it dealt me
A most miserable hand.

All of life's riches turn to dust
When they're offered up to me.
All the world's gold is worthless
When you've lost the only key.
It all comes back to me;
Burial at sea.

The voyage was quite uneventful,
The way it was meant to be,
When ugly events unfolded
In the black Sargasso Sea.

From those hellish, inky depths
Rose a servent of the Dragon.
The lives of the crew and my family
Were snuffed out by the Kraken.

All of life's riches turn to dust
When they're offered up to me.
All the world's gold is worthless
When you've lost the only key.
It all comes back to me;
Burial at sea.

As I make my way through the shallows,
My Bible stays dry on the shore.
I see them out there in the distance
And the sight cuts me down to my core.

My shoulders slip under the water,
As my progeny hunger for more.
In silence Leviathan ushers us
Through that great cyclopean door.

All of life's riches turn to dust
When they're offered up to me.
All the world's gold is worthless
When you've lost the only key.
It all keeps coming right back to me;
Burial at sea.