Upon the waves the ancient's graves
Through tempest, thirst and plague
Beneath the sky of the maters eye
So grey, we sail for Eire
Blind embarking in purple twilight
Westward through the night
A shore to be reached
A battle besieged inside
In darkness the fearful sat
Beside themselves without a pride
A greater power guided, challenged,
Guarded the thresholds of their minds
Lost are we who bask in comfort
Away from pain and strife
To reconnect, electrified
By tales told in the pale moonlight
And then an island came in sight
A weary crews heart filled with light
Until a scent of death blew east
Bones strewn the shore for a ravens feast
Our ship was thrown into the rocks
Impaling three on boney docks
Perhaps our fate was to be late
A grave at sea merciful would be
Fire…reigning from the sky
Water…endless brime
Air…parching, hot and dry
For earth we search and pray to find
Scorn…hungry and bleeding and left for dead
Hopeless…could we trust our minds
Desperation…forced to feed upon the dead
Surely hell is On This Earth
Wandering without direction
Betwixt
Insanity and a drowned hope for life
My boney hands they held my face
A truth to us came at night
Staggering we reached the western shore
Dying we faced our every fear
Regret then was meaningless
Salvation
A three skinned boat appeared
Now we flee the west, having passed our test
The horrors beckoned 'join us”
Forever would we rest
But nay, to our land we shall return
To pass the stories on
For all to fear
But forever learn