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Sunken Ship May 09, 2006 A vessel upon land Timber and gallant Leers over sea With a pirate’s mind Plunge in depth the sea of blue Innocent water Cover head to toe Submerge deeply A peace stow-away calm says the Captain as he rapes the tide Stirring the currents Rock against wood The curves of smooth wind westward Cutting ripples into waves of discourse and of displeasure Plundered and plunged Into the heart of Atlantis they seek for the gold mine Night falls and the calm overtakes still My Ship, still the lust the Captain whisper Rock against rise torrent lost high Clouding the unity of Heaven and Hell Gathering followers Into skyward fall Down goes the Leo Down goes the Captain with his stern ship But within the Lord He seeks forgiveness Denial, his fate was met in trial Judgment cries the Lord and pillars of disciples gather round If the Lord Almighty does sent Hell along the way, come away, Hell is great, Tempted Beelzebub who’s scorn burns with passion that stirs in deep with common succumbs’ loin covered by flesh of youth unachieved and lost, and as the Captain stand against Iris and her eels The stars shine deadly tears twinkle in their pitied eyes and he falls like man who fell upon weeping knees before the Garden of Eden in flames over took As Captain, his sunken ship, did the gods took to burn in Hell. Fold39Crane フオ-ド三九クレン |