Serene screaming,
A loud silence deafens
The sound of waves
As they engulf the craggy pedestal
She herself shaped,
Atop of which she coaxes
And extracts the very soul
Of those once stoic men
Doomed to the depths
Of these unforgiving seas -

None else could possess a voice so peculiar
As did she,
I hope she'd be so kind as to lend her song
To me.