In the Frail Arms of Posseidon
The waves are coming
to take me away
i cannot fathom
what its like if i stay
the people of the sand
rise to take me back home
return to your dreams
back to the land of soot and stone
trapped in the depths of the sea
anchors hold me down
i can no longer breathe
and i will soon drown
i cannot be saved
by the people of the sand
for if they come
my lungs will collapse
maybe ill wash upon the beach
this could be a dream
but life of death will bring clarity
to all i see it seems
the time of judgement has come
to sweep me away
no matter what happens
i will leave this place
i didn't see a light
that very night i died
just the dark of the sea
opening its arms to welcome me