At a forgotten seashore Of black rocks and gray soil There it stands, the village Of the people of the sea Where the sun shines no more Where the seagulls fly no more The children of dragon Breed their race in silence In houses of stone they live Disturbing, grim and cold Cold like their hearts and flesh Cold like the eyes of their god People of the sea Between two words they live Phantoms of the water A nightmare coming from the deep Descendants of a race Beyond time, beyond mankind Half fish, half men, half gods Their Gorgon queen awaits the dawn Watching with their fishy eyes Killing with their fishlike hands Using the mortal men as cells Weaving their domination So brave sailors mark my words If fate leads you at their shore Fear not to die by your own hand Or else they will have your soul
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