The end of the Agatha Rayne |
My men, my mates, my crew and I Endless horizon, wide watery lane A voyage, a ship, a star to steer her by My love, my Lady, the Agatha Rayne The ocean rolls in storm-torn pity Figurehead sinking 'neath the waves See the memory of a shining city, The commander, mourning the loss of his braves Lady standing on the reef Enchanting all with her song In safety we lose our belief The ocean deep's where we belong (Hear my cry) Heaven above, ocean below Who is singing my funereal song? Is this Heaven or hell, who's to know? In siren's arms, I belong (Come to Me) She cries, and sings, watching us drown Cracking Timber, tearing sail My men, my mates... I've let them down She breaks our hearts with her endless wail Hungry ocean, claiming my soul Darkest cold, easing my pain Davy Jones, collecting the toll, Say good-bye to the Agatha Rayne Lady standing on the rocks Beguiling us with her dirge Smiling, singing, our dilemma she mocks Hopelessly we're claimed by the ocean's surge (Hear my Song) Heaven above, ocean below Who is singing my funereal song? Is this Heaven or hell, who's to know? In siren's arms, I belong (In my arms, you belong) My men, my mates, my crew and I My voyage, my ship, my watery lane My wheel, my sail, my star to steer by My Lady, My Love, My Agatha Rayne |