Why do they wail so, these Sirens, with the demands that I turn my eyes.
Their sound is a warning and a call, to strengthen my resolve or fail.
Were I near the body of water each day through, I would cry out too.
But no one, for ages past could resist neither, the ocean nor their call.

Their sound, is a warning and a call, to strengthen my resolve or fail!
Is it a weakness, why do I doubt my own confidence, trembling?
But no one for ages past could resist, neither the ocean nor, their call!
Take me to the water so I can better hear, that they, not sound my name.

Is it a weakness, why do I doubt my own confidence, trembling?
Troubled like a boat with out a rudder, let me go, like I have no anchor!
Take me to the water so I can better hear, that they not sound my name.
As wind bites the sail and carry's the ship away, I have heard the bait and bit in deep.

Troubled like a boat with out a rudder, let me go, like I have no anchor!
Yet my feet are on solid ground and I feel as if I have drowned without the Cry.
As wind bites the sail and carry's the ship away, I have heard the bait and bit in deep.
I will wade in to my knees to be sure, better my waist or chest so I can swim the crawl.

Yet my feet are on solid ground and I feel as if I have drowned without the Cry.
It is better I who can withstand their drag and pull, just get me to the ocean, I need no craft.
I will wade in to my knees to be sure, better my waist or chest so I can swim the crawl.
Why do they, wail so, these Sirens, with the demands that I, turn my eyes.