[Intro: Sewerperson]
(branwen)
The only evidence is locked in these old photos
And still, it barely is
Maybe it's just me, but I can't see us one with victory
If that is what we're up against
Let us sleep on it tonight

[Verse 1: Sewerperson]
From the west, I could feel the wind
It tore the sail and now we sit in the Atlantic
I see the shadow of the beast ahead
With clear sight and I accept it
Featherweight frame couldn't manage
We chose our pride over the damage we expected
It's about time we faced the hard truth
Take my body and feed it to the blue
No noise, no blood, no pain
In an instant, I was turned to the bait
Somehow it's cold peace in the middle of the fray
But every second I can breathe make me feel it's too late
No, no, no, never, no
Even in this state, I can't help but take control
Somehow, every day, this haunting took some out my soul
Tender thought I was seeing things until it hit his home
[Chorus: Sewerperson]
The struggling you do won't help
Metal in his hands with six rounds
Take apart my heart with two shells
All that for a script of how he felt
This candlelight hits me in my face
I hunger for her blood, I need a taste
The flesh is tender right around the waist
On the sea, your moral compass is erased

[Verse 2: guardin]
Waves crash somberly inside my head (Inside my head)
Drowning slowly as I'm filled with existential dread (Existential dread)
You can smell the whiskey on my breath
I'm not a pirate but I'm plotting out my fucking death
It's evident that we'll stay stranded if we lose a fight
Eyes are fixed upon the sky, our only source of light
Life is pitiful, you're minuscule without your might
In the distance, I caught a glimpse of a satellite (Blood is found)
Honest mistake, we've awakened whatever lies there (We awake)
Cthulhu's calling, I'm falling inside a nightmare (Secrets)
Merely a mortal, no portal to take me elsewhere (Wash away)
I'm standing still with no will, I'll say my goodbyes here (Your doom)
The siren's song, it's a singalong full of violence (Your doom)
The sacrifices, they slice me open with tridents (Your doom)
The parasites hide in paradise like a virus (Your doom)
Ascending forward, my body's torn in compliance (Your doom)
[Chorus: Sewerperson]
Struggling you do won't help
Metal in his hands with six rounds
Take apart my heart with two shells
All that for a script of how he felt
This candlelight hits me in my face
I hunger for her blood, I need a taste
The flesh is tender right around the waist
On the sea, your moral compass is erased