Sirens: Part III - Oceanlore
On a cliff, above the waves
Is where the siren spends her days
She sits and sings beneath the sky
Luring sailors with her cry
A mermaid sits on the rocks below
Ginger hair and skin like snow
Listening to the siren's song
Waiting for prey to come along
And in the caves off to the side
There lives a creature so despised
It never sees the light of day
He who nears it will have his life to pay
In the air around these shores
A spirit watches as he soars
The many creatures that prey on men
He sees the ship aproaching then
A bashful sailor seeks the coast
To escape the storm is what he wants most
But what awaits him near the shore?
The flesh-loving creatures of human lore.
Is where the siren spends her days
She sits and sings beneath the sky
Luring sailors with her cry
A mermaid sits on the rocks below
Ginger hair and skin like snow
Listening to the siren's song
Waiting for prey to come along
And in the caves off to the side
There lives a creature so despised
It never sees the light of day
He who nears it will have his life to pay
In the air around these shores
A spirit watches as he soars
The many creatures that prey on men
He sees the ship aproaching then
A bashful sailor seeks the coast
To escape the storm is what he wants most
But what awaits him near the shore?
The flesh-loving creatures of human lore.