Animeaux
Oh as they watched,
we sought to invade the righteous ones.
Fore, they bring gifts from the Martyrs.
The cast away presence,
the ideas.
They are lacking and quite alarming
to the present,
Yes.
The absence of captains.
The wind would spit, sails off
and cast away.
It breaks by the horizon-line, and I guess
we are the ones,
forsaken, fore-shamed, we are cursed.
we've all been wanting, while we waged (wait)
upon this very day,
erupt.
The war would alert,
disturb the earth.
Pummeling our souls, lost to the shore
and lost to the sea
in the midst of chaos, lingering.
It captured us like.... refugees.
and the waters, they wait, above the sea like,
starboard, starboard.
Is this what you've wanted, no more.
Then sound the alarms...
*prepare for war*
I'm dragging my seas to the bottom,
I am breathing the air into my lungs.
I've seen alot in my days,
it's all dismay, dismay, dismay,
and we'll wait
for our home.
As we watched our own
fall to the sea.
Beneath my own feet,
we're leaving now.
we are in search of creatures, now.
and
we'll breath that air into our lungs and smile
with gaping, pleasure.
Oh, it sounds like they're breaking me down.
And I am crumbling to the ground.
Well I am bound
to the sea.
I would find my
Atlantis with pride.
Golden treasures,
afoot and above me, now.
I would
escape the ocean unturned
and I could see,
I could see.
I could grace this all, pleasantly
and then I'd
wrap myself around this grave.
*Whoah, Whoah, Whoah, Whoah, Whoah, Whoah*
You'd like to make sure
I breath my last breath now.
The sound of my voice,
I'm wounded and I'm tired.
I'm exhausted.
My place is here in the ocean.
- Underwater Refuge
4 months ago