Just off the coast of Belgium
Through roaring seas we sailed
Riding the crest of titanic waves
Our progress was curtailed

Whilst our hearts pounded, in gaping mouths
Our mobile island, dipped deep in the water
Whilst mermaidian sirens of the deep
Tried to lure us to, a watery slaughter

Each time we plummeted downwards
Screams of terror, came from the graveyard ocean bed
Seemingly awaiting, we soldiers of the sea
Where lay the sightless, eternally weeping dead

The cargo now loose, and listingly
Lost its equilibrium, so much in need
Each sailor prepared themselves to die
On which the hungry sea, was about to feed

The only lull, lay in lifeless disarray
One crew overboard, died for us all
Yet fear delayed the wake
As we sailed through another, oceanic wall

With trembling hearts, and courage destroyed
We ventured on, towards the Hook
The calm tranquillity, of the Rhine took charge
Each sailor, gave Poseidon's grave
One last fleeting look

by Jemia