The Ghost Ship

Oceans are so never ending
Strong and deceiving, misterious
Lost ships, remain at bottom
Unknown or forgotten, forevermore
And when the ghost ship looms afar
Brought from the storm and from the fog
The crew is trapped in their own hell

A ship, cruising through the mist
Stays on it? S own course, untamable
It? S a sign or a warning
Of death that is coming, deadly to all
And the rain is falling down
And the tides will
Take us under, underwater
And the wind will push us down below
Waves hit harder, try to swim for shore

The crew, of the ghost ship is cursed to
Repeat the same pattern, for aeons to come
The grief, of a voyage so ageless
Carved on their faces, to sink in the end