Once I heard the flowing boat
Hunting for the sunk
Threatened me with secret and
That they'll go deeper down
I forgot about the sea
All I did was drowned
I made out the sound of wind
Called me when I died
Wipe the feet, the knees
Crawl to angry sea
I feel trampled here
The night just cradle in me
Wipe the feet, the knees
Crawl to angry sea
I feel trampled here
The night just cradle in me
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