Gilliatt کے بول

Looking for my sunken ship Hold my head up high and I see An island just for me to be Where the sorrow can lean his tentacles towards me The black sand bites, the sea salt pricks The wounds I’ve got from the reef The horizon keeps the Sun adrift And the tentacles of the sorrow swallow me I'm just sitting on my throne of stone watching the rise of the sea Dark red skies gaze at me The water’s way past my knees The creature kept me in its grip I tried to float but the sorrow pulled my feet I'm just sitting on my throne of stone watching the rise of the sea Here is my sunken ship Now I'm floating over my throne of stone as I drown in the sea I am floating over my throne of stone as I drown in the