A lonely wayward traveler Surrounded by the ocean - ominous and cold By will of fate I'm drawn into the place Of which so many legends had been told Graveyard of the ships - an eerily mystic spot Here they lay abandoned - carcasses of the former glory Azoic and decayed - each telling their own story Collapsed masts and decks of rotting wood still hold The precious memories of voyages and battles fought The splendor brought into decline By raging maelstrom of time The further I explore this darkened ghastly site The more disturbing images come into my sight The crews of skeletons concealed by spectral mist Aimlessly drifting flotsam left of Kraken's feast Galleons and frigates - all turned to lifeless wreck This is the end of all adventures The sails are set to rest for good The fair wind no longer with you The Jolly Roger's smile got razed By burden of oblivion and solitude Now I'm carried by the wings of the flying Dutch Into the vortex of the souls since I've seen too much Too much for simple mortal, who's still alive and well Inside this ghost ship from now on I shall dwell Hostage of the abyss - a sad forgotten wraith