There's an ocean in there somewhere. This is wholly unfinished, I ran out of time. There's solos missing, instruments missing, and the lyric is all over the goddamn place...the ADHD game is STRONG up in here this week.
lyrics
Cross the sea where monsters, oft to play
Here be dragons, do steer clear
Bearing crosses and burning life away
There ain’t much left to hold dear
Anger rambles, and she’s taken hold out here
Steely wings they carry, wrath today
Ain’t no shelter to be found
Ocean swelling, Scylla’s price to pay
I’m afraid they ain’t come round
Getting worse now, they’re stealing water by the pound
But what of our disgrace
Our wretched human race
Barely keeping pace
Here we are again, the sinners light the way
Bring your torches, scorching sound
Laying waste, the holy church abounds
But Jesus Christ, he ain't around
In Your name they’re singing, bleeding water from the ground
But what of our disgrace
Our wretched human race
Barely keeping pace
On the sand, awash in foamy lace
Laid a clover and a crown
Tamam Shud, he would be proud
Shouldn’t have lived life quite so loud
And in closing, ain't no meanin' here today
Just a normal day in Hell
Run in circles, my words ain't worth the sound
Keeping focus? Not so well.
The gavel rings, the fences keep the riff raff out
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