Eres Tremulent کے بول

We make the oceans sometimes, our sea While poised aloft every swell, blindly we're in the same boat and we all share the same oars We still stake our claims at stern, bow, port, or starboard Just wait for others, holding offers Make way for mothers, holding daughters Wait for brothers, holding lovers we'll all at once burst from within waves of light in human skin Arguing its only life, we'll live again above the waves that tears have since formed unabridged, en masse We capsize our minds sometimes, by thinking And throw the world overboard, wondering If our ship stays divided and we don't fast together We will surely lay waste when there is inclement weather