Dark were those tempestuous days,
When we sailed the great seas -
Foraging through the grey waters
Mighty sun out of thou sight.
Summoning the Gods to our side.
Crews with dour countenances,
Heaved the hefty mast,
Alone I stood on the top deck -
Measuring the sea's might.
Night dawned, enveloping the skies in somber grip;
Air was heavy with the stench of rum
Oil lanterns lit our murky cabins.
Gone were the glory days,
Ill-fated sea-men , we were all.
Days passed, slow and forlorn.
One morning
A sudden cast of ebony appeared in the far off,
Aloof and cold we stood-
Eyes twitching, some of us brooding.
Oak doors thundered
Meteoric winds blared.
A twisted, dejected the captain
Spiralling tails of a grotesque monster
Bore down us like a famished predator,
'Will devour thee' it seemed to howl -
'Off ye all!' supplied the captain,
‘Beware, thou sires, of the monster of the sea,
We set forth in scant canopies -
Rowing with might, praying litanies.
Ascetic sire remained on board,
lunatic glint in his obsidian eyes.
Raised his hands towards heaven,
And was gorged by the twister in a second;
The scene I watched with a horrified eyes,
Kaleidoscopic scenes of the past,
A mystery that till today remains unsolved.
As I already mentioned in my introduction, I write poetry/lyrics for a local underground music site and also once-in-a-while articles . This is an old writing of mine, and it's actually based on a composition I wrote in my English language class last year. I think this is the right section to post such stuffs, isn't it? So, guys, what do you think of this? will it pass as the lyrics a funeral doom track?