Galleon Beyond the Mist

Fire the cannons, board the boat,

Slash to your body, never look back.

Fall to the water, and do not float,

Watch the world fade, turn to black.



Stand on the dock, a final time,

Watch the moon fall to the sea.

The mist drips, and ends it's shine,

The galleon takes you to be free.



As soon as the end will approach you,

You show no emotions, show no fear.

The galleon, more transparent than the dew,

As you remember the words, "Come home dear."



Tears drip down your face,

Wanting to see the ones you love.

Beyond the mist is your place,

Your soul flies with the morning dove.



You disappear forever from the living land.

You say your final goodbye.

You step onto the ship's right hand,

You hang your head and cry.