Burial At Sea

In that lonely year of our Lord, 1693
I sent for my loved ones far across the sea
Well I’d made a home and I’d made a name, I’d made us a life in this land
Then fate turned the tides when it dealt me a most miserable hand
All of life’s riches turn to dust when they’re offered up to me
All the world’s gold is worthless when you’ve lost the only key
It all comes back to me
Burial at sea
The voyage was quite uneventful, the way it was meant to be
When ugly events unfolded in the black Sargasso Sea
From those hellish, inky depths rose a servant of the Dragon
The lives of the crew and my family were snuffed out by the Kraken
All of life’s riches turn to dust when they’re offered up to me
All the world’s gold is worthless when you’ve lost the only key
It all comes back to me
Burial at sea
As I make my way through the shallows, my Bible stays dry on the shore
I see them out there in the distance and the sight cuts me down to my core
My shoulders slip under the water as my progeny hunger for more
In silence Leviathan ushers us through that great cyclopean door
All of life’s riches turn to dust when they’re offered up to me
All the world’s gold is worthless when you’ve lost the only key
It all comes back to me
Burial at sea