On Stirring Seas of Salted Blood
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โฑ๏ธ 4:42 duration
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๐ Lyrics
Oceans of madness darkened, alone on hell she rides
Lichen undead and rotten, dripping and dignified
She combs with violence upon the wailing storm
This spectral ship of doomed purgation barrels on awry
On stirring seas of salted blood
Condemned to forge her sails forevermore
Enslaved her hull will never reach the shores
Damning waters of irony filth
'Neath the stench of crimson winds her sails of flesh betorn
Red skeletons are oaring the plasma stains their bones
Her rusting cannons fire blindly in the mist
This haunted vessel lost and damned the prisoners of her endless quest
A burial at ancient sea, that cannot rest, in fucking peace
The crew of wraithlike revenants, merely seek peace and reverence
From purgatorial permanence, their cursed bondage has no end
On they ride through the throes of ceaseless night her will never dies
The compass pointing straight to hell and that is where they're going
Beaten by curling waves of red the storm no signs of slowing now
On Stirring Seas of Salted Blood condemned to forge her sails forevermore
Enslaved her hull will never reach shores
Damning these waters of irony filth
Scabbed with the blood of the ones they have killed
The ghosts of war must soldier on
Lichen undead and rotten, dripping and dignified
She combs with violence upon the wailing storm
This spectral ship of doomed purgation barrels on awry
On stirring seas of salted blood
Condemned to forge her sails forevermore
Enslaved her hull will never reach the shores
Damning waters of irony filth
'Neath the stench of crimson winds her sails of flesh betorn
Red skeletons are oaring the plasma stains their bones
Her rusting cannons fire blindly in the mist
This haunted vessel lost and damned the prisoners of her endless quest
A burial at ancient sea, that cannot rest, in fucking peace
The crew of wraithlike revenants, merely seek peace and reverence
From purgatorial permanence, their cursed bondage has no end
On they ride through the throes of ceaseless night her will never dies
The compass pointing straight to hell and that is where they're going
Beaten by curling waves of red the storm no signs of slowing now
On Stirring Seas of Salted Blood condemned to forge her sails forevermore
Enslaved her hull will never reach shores
Damning these waters of irony filth
Scabbed with the blood of the ones they have killed
The ghosts of war must soldier on
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:27.35] Oceans of madness darkened, alone on hell she rides
[00:35.04] Lichen undead and rotten, dripping and dignified
[00:42.49] She combs with violence upon the wailing storm
[00:49.34] This spectral ship of doomed purgation barrels on awry
[01:00.81] On stirring seas of salted blood
[01:07.79] Condemned to forge her sails forevermore
[01:15.15] Enslaved her hull will never reach the shores
[01:20.32] Damning waters of irony filth
[01:26.92] 'Neath the stench of crimson winds her sails of flesh betorn
[01:33.94] Red skeletons are oaring the plasma stains their bones
[01:41.88] Her rusting cannons fire blindly in the mist
[01:48.24] This haunted vessel lost and damned the prisoners of her endless quest
[01:58.08] A burial at ancient sea, that cannot rest, in fucking peace
[02:12.14] The crew of wraithlike revenants, merely seek peace and reverence
[02:18.84] From purgatorial permanence, their cursed bondage has no end
[02:27.19] On they ride through the throes of ceaseless night her will never dies
[02:35.95]
[03:04.49] The compass pointing straight to hell and that is where they're going
[03:12.05] Beaten by curling waves of red the storm no signs of slowing now
[03:23.44] On Stirring Seas of Salted Blood condemned to forge her sails forevermore
[03:38.11] Enslaved her hull will never reach shores
[03:43.13] Damning these waters of irony filth
[03:46.76] Scabbed with the blood of the ones they have killed
[03:50.46] The ghosts of war must soldier on
[03:55.95]
[00:35.04] Lichen undead and rotten, dripping and dignified
[00:42.49] She combs with violence upon the wailing storm
[00:49.34] This spectral ship of doomed purgation barrels on awry
[01:00.81] On stirring seas of salted blood
[01:07.79] Condemned to forge her sails forevermore
[01:15.15] Enslaved her hull will never reach the shores
[01:20.32] Damning waters of irony filth
[01:26.92] 'Neath the stench of crimson winds her sails of flesh betorn
[01:33.94] Red skeletons are oaring the plasma stains their bones
[01:41.88] Her rusting cannons fire blindly in the mist
[01:48.24] This haunted vessel lost and damned the prisoners of her endless quest
[01:58.08] A burial at ancient sea, that cannot rest, in fucking peace
[02:12.14] The crew of wraithlike revenants, merely seek peace and reverence
[02:18.84] From purgatorial permanence, their cursed bondage has no end
[02:27.19] On they ride through the throes of ceaseless night her will never dies
[02:35.95]
[03:04.49] The compass pointing straight to hell and that is where they're going
[03:12.05] Beaten by curling waves of red the storm no signs of slowing now
[03:23.44] On Stirring Seas of Salted Blood condemned to forge her sails forevermore
[03:38.11] Enslaved her hull will never reach shores
[03:43.13] Damning these waters of irony filth
[03:46.76] Scabbed with the blood of the ones they have killed
[03:50.46] The ghosts of war must soldier on
[03:55.95]