A Siren's Curse

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Come seek me where I rest

Below the waves' churning crests

Where I sing my lonely song

I seek a sailor tall and strong

To keep my eternal company

In this lonely deep dark sea

I am doomed to sing in my seaweed bed

To the watery graves of the long dead

To mourn my fate with no end

And no hopes of love to tend

My sisters have passed and my lover died

I'm left with only my scaly hide

I have had many before with me

But they always leave me be

And disappear into the depths of death

Bubbles rising with their final breathe

So all I'm left is an empty sailor's shell

As I live on in my eternal hell

For this reason I beg of you

To leave your ship and sailors too

And come be my sailor boy

To be my ever lasting joy

To share with me my watery cell

Where only the condemned do dwell

If you come with me

Into this lurid sea

Forever will we be

In our morbid eternity

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