The Rising Tide

Blood begins to spill from an open sea

Dead bodies churn within the tide

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They drift against a now reddened sea

These rising waters blush as their bodies

As their bodies decompose

Dozens of corpses buried at sea

They swim in their graves

They've proved themselves being too weak for this attachment

The tide rises

The tide breaks 

Once again you've proved yourself too weak for this attachment

I hope I have made my last point

The tide rises

The tide breaks 

For the weak have fallen and I now stand alone

They now all swim in their own