WHAT A FATAL SIGHT

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On the ship, there were men that were so hideous,

they would get drunk and sing to their lover's songs;

it was a fatal sight to the holy of eyes-

the words have gone

until another dawn.

Ah, you lovers come to sing along

let us keep this passion burning like a flame of candles.

these men would dance around like women,

they would blow kisses to the wind

casting on more sin.

They're an overpowering force of sexual passion

hearted up the room of doom

they know what they are doing wasn't right

but they wanted their own delight

they cast their spells to all the eyes that dropped

they made bloodshed on that stormy night

it cost them all their lives.

as their bodies were cast into the darkening sea

like an evil disease.

- Judy Emery © 1980 The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery

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