Waves crash along the cliffside
Pulling ships out to sea
Winds swirl, churning the waters
A torrential downpour dampens the ground beneath it
Fearsome clouds darken the sky

A storm is coming, worse than we’ve seen
Greater than we could’ve anticipated
Without signal, without warning
The end is imminent
There is no salvation, there is no hope

The ocean will bury us in a watery grave
No one to remember us 
No one to mourn
Lost to the world
Drifting out farther and farther

The water is an unrelenting mistress
Pulling us out, taking us from our homes
We sailed out, seeking glory, seeking riches
The waves were calm when we departed
A gentle breeze, sun as far as the eye could see

But it came upon us swiftly and suddenly
We lost many before we even knew what it was
It wasn’t just a storm, not a rogue wave
The gods were not pleased
We had cursed the heavens

Righteous fury was our reward
No rest for the wicked
For wicked were we
We had plundered and pillaged
Our wealth ill-gained

We had aimed to return as heroes
But we died in vain
Lost at sea, no more than a drop in the ocean
Lost at sea, and our kin would never know
Lost at sea, buried in the depths

The ocean is a cruel and cold mistress
One that never forgives, but often forgets
No one remembers, and no one knows
No tales of glory, no tales of heroes
We’re lost to the world

LOST AT SEA, AND ONLY THE SEA KNOWS