Beware lads, Beware the song
The sea is filled with men who failed to fear
though her voice is masked with beauty
violence is her native tongue
and before the waves entomb you
you’ll hear
Oh! Oh!
I have to hear the siren’s call
Tie me to the mast
and cover your ears with wax
There’s no returning from a briny grave
a life traded for a moments ecstasy
the souls we’ve lost to sirens on the air
sing their warnings from below the sea
hear
Oh! Oh!
Beware my son!
I hear the siren call
It’s so beautiful
and it’s calling me back home
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