You are a daughter of the sea
Your moods change with the tides

You are a daughter of the night
Your love moves with the waxing and waning of the moon

Men wish to capture and keep you,
Hold you in their arms
Bind you in chains of silver and gold
They think you are easily molded in their hands like clay

Yet too late they realize
You are not of this world
And for all they wished to possess you
Your true form terrifies them
Because you are stronger than they ever could hope to be

Your delicate limbs can not be bound
Your passions can not be diluted
You ****** men when the moon is high
And drown them in the ocean waves