The creaking of wood and the hissing of waves remains bleak But we must sail onward Low rations of food are causing the ship's crew to grow weak But we must ignore it For the oracle's palace is near It rests on an island in the sea of sirens So row forward until you can't row more Row forward until we see shore Crewmates warn of the sirens Haunting eyes that follow the blood of the men Searching for fools that will climb in their den Torn apart for their mistake My brothers, don't be drawn Tides pull you in so prep for your torment soon They'll plague your mind, fight it now They reach for all that will swim close by Their hunger draining you from your mind Cease to be, they cleanse all the seas of life Struggle to breathe, the cowards devoured Liquid fills lungs of the galleon crew They will lure more to their despair It seems your fate has already been decided: You will die We must move forward, the crew's fallen Sirens seduced them, we can't wait For they'll beguile God, I beg of you Spare our lives Land is ahead, we must move on Their sacrifice won't be in vain We need to avenge them The city it calls me