Murra_Massa
Beware the song of the siren's call,
A haunting melody, a luring thrall.
Beneath the moonlit, in shadows deep,
Where sunken ships in silence sleep.
Through the misty veil, the sirens sing,
Their voices, a seductive, enchanting thing.
Come, oh sailors, to the ocean's embrace,
A watery grave, your resting place.
They weave a tale of treasures untold,
In fathomless depths, where secrets unfold.
Men, bewitched by the siren's song,
Drawn to the abyss, where they belong.
Amidst the waves, a symphony of despair,
Echoes of lost souls, trapped in the siren's lair.
Oh, sailors, heed the warning clear,
Resist the call that beckons near.
For in the depths, where darkness lies,
The siren's song conceals its lies.
A melody of doom, a watery plight,
Beware the sirens, in the deep of the night.